I would love to know the full title of the following snatch from a poem by Cicely Fox Smith

Time for us to go now it's all done and ended,
All that was beastly and all that was splendid
The rough and the smooth and the worst and the best of it
Sad times and bad times all gone with the rest of it.

Stout hearts and faint hearts, cheery blokes, glum blokes
The workers, the shirkers, the plain blokes the rum blokes.
Gone down the years like the snatch of a song,
Time for us to leave her, and - shipmates ,
So long
The words, copied from the booklet with the CD "Seaboot Duff and Handspike Gruel" performed by Pinch of Salt, were so appropriate that I quoted them in a funeral booklet to celebrate the life of my husband(Bill Tooley)