THE THREE FISHERS
CHARLES KINGSLEY
Three fishers went sailing away to the West,
Away to the West as the sun went down;
Each thought on the woman who loved him the best,
And the children stood watching them out of the town;
For men must work and women must weep,
And there’s little to earn and many to keep,
Though the [harbor bar be moaning].
Three wives sat up in the lighthouse tower,