" Yarnder lumes the island, Yarnder lies the ships,
Wi the sailor lads a-dancing heel-an-toe.
An the shore lights flashing' an the night tide dashin'
He see it arl so plainly as he saw et long ago."
Titled "Drakes Drum"
Sir Henry Newbolt (1862-1938).
Capten,art tha sleeping there below.?
Anyway..... good luck in your venture lads!
Ghosts walked on Plymouth shores when the Germans threatened the Channel. One of my favorite poems. BTT.