[This is the great deep-sea song that all the St Paul seals sing when they are heading back to their beaches in the summer. It is a sort of very sad seal National Anthem.]
Where roaring on the ledges that summer ground- swell rolled;
I heard them lift the chorus that drowned the breakers song
The Beaches of Lukannontwo million voices strong!
The song of blowing squadrons that shuffled down the dunes,
The song of midnight dances that churned the sea to flame
The Beaches of Lukannonbefore the sealers came!
They came and went in legions that darkened all the shore.
And through the foam-flecked offing as far as voice could reach
We hailed the landing-parties and we sang them up the beach.
The dripping, crinkled lichens, and the sea-fog drenching all!
The platforms of our playground, all shining smooth and worn!
The Beaches of Lukannonthe home where we were born!
Men shoot us in the water and club us on the land;
Men drive us to the Salt House like silly sheep and tame,
And still we sing Lukannonbefore the sealers came.
And tell the Deep-Sea Viceroys the story of our woe;
Ere, empty as the sharks egg the tempest flings ashore,
The Beaches of Lukannon shall know their sons no more!