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		<title>Flannan Isle</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/12/26/flannan-isle/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2010 19:43:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[mystery]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA["Though three men dwell on Flannan Isle
To keep the lamp alight,
As we steered under the lee, we caught
No glimmer through the night."

A passing ship at dawn had brought
The news; and quickly we set sail,
To find out what strange thing might ail
The keepers of the deep-sea light.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=5291&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Loss Of A Man &amp; Superstition</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/11/19/loss-of-a-man/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Nov 2010 22:11:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Monday, Nov. 19th. This was a black day in our calendar. At seven o'clock in the morning, it being our watch below, we were aroused from a sound sleep by the cry of "All hands ahoy! a man overboard!"<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=5278&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Song Of The Morrow</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/11/13/the-song-of-the-morrow/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Nov 2010 19:37:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The King of Duntrine had a daughter when he was old, and she was the fairest King’s daughter between two seas; her hair was like spun gold, and her eyes like pools in a river; and the King gave her a castle upon the sea beach, with a terrace, and a court of the hewn stone, and four towers at the four corners.  Here she dwelt and grew up, and had no care for the morrow, and no power upon the hour, after the manner of simple men.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=5289&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Columbus</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/10/11/columbus/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2010 21:09:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[American history]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[BEHIND him lay the gray Azores,	
  Behind the Gates of Hercules;	
Before him not the ghost of shores,	
  Before him only shoreless seas.	
The good mate said: “Now must we pray,
  For lo! the very stars are gone.	
Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say?”	
  “Why, say, ‘Sail on! sail on! and on!’”	<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=5312&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Morgan &amp; Mansvelt</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/10/04/morgan-mansvelt/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2010 14:14:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[fighting]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jamaica]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[piracy]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Having examined the place, Mansvelt sailed away to Jamaica to equip a fleet to take it. He saw that the golden times which the buccaneers were then enjoying could not last for ever, and that their occupation might be wrecked by a single ill-considered treaty, dated from St James's or the Court of France. He thought that the islands should be seized as a general rendezvous for folk of that way of life.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=6687&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Sea Lullaby</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/09/27/sea-lullaby/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 15:50:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[children]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[death]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[The deceptively pleasant title just enhances the cruelty of this poem by Elinor Wylie (1885 – 1928).  Ah, the terrible beauty of the sea!<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=6544&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Wanderers</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/09/08/the-wanderers/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 11:55:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[sailing]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[So the stars wheel'd round, and the darkness past,
And at morn we started beside the mast,
And still each ship was sailing fast!<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=7093&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Sands of Dee</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/08/14/sands-of-dee/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2010 00:57:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA['O Mary, go and call the cattle home,	 
    And call the cattle home,	 
    And call the cattle home,	 
    Across the sands of Dee.'	 
The western wind was wild and dark with foam,
    And all alone went she.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=5319&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Irish Rover</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/08/07/the-irish-rover/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2010 13:56:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Songs]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[This old Irish song reminds me of Shel Silverstein's poetry... hyperbolic &#38; off-the-wall.  It's old enough to have no known author and several versions of lyrics.  It seems that every new artist to sing it puts their own spin on the wording.  The Pogues &#38; The Dubliner's render it most famously, and The Electrics really rock it up, but our personal favorite is The High Kings....<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=6538&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ship’s Duties</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/08/01/ship%e2%80%99s%c2%a0duties/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 11:58:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[crew]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[As we had now a long "spell" of fine weather, without any incident to break the monotony of our lives, there can be no better place to describe the duties, regulations, and customs of an American merchantman, of which ours was a fair specimen.

The captain, in the first place, is lord paramount. He stands no watch, comes and goes when he pleases, and is accountable to no one, and must be obeyed in everything, without a question, even from his chief officer. He has the power to turn his officers off duty, and even to break them and make them do duty as sailors in the forecastle. When there are no passengers and no supercargo, as in our vessel, he has no companion but his own dignity, and no pleasures, unless he differs from most of his kind, but the consciousness of possessing supreme power, and, occasionally, the exercise of it.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=5287&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Ballad Of Sir Patrick Spens</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/07/29/the-ballad-of-sir-patrick%c2%a0spens/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 11:50:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A very old song, old enough to have no author and several versions. It is based on historical fact: the failed return of princess Margaret Queen of Scots to her homeland of Norway in 1290. <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=5381&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Acadians</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/07/28/the-acadians/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 15:24:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[American history]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[immigration]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Even as pilgrims, who journey afar from their homes and their country,
Sing as they go, and in singing forget they are weary and wayworn,
So with songs on their lips the Acadian peasants descended
Down from the church to the shore, amid their wives and their daughters. <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=7089&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/07/25/the-rime-of-the-ancient%c2%a0mariner/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2010 17:22:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[No collection of online nautical literature would be complete without this famous poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Written c. 1797 and published in collaboration with William Wordsworth in 1798, it helped birth the era of modern poetry and marked the beginning of British 'Romantic Literature'. 

Part I

It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three.
`By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,
Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=6419&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The White Ship</title>
		<link>http://inkadia.wordpress.com/2010/07/19/the-white-ship/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 03:27:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am Basil Elton, keeper of the North Point light that my father and grandfather kept before me. Far from the shore stands the gray lighthouse, above sunken slimy rocks that are seen when the tide is low, but unseen when the tide is high. Past that beacon for a century have swept the majestic barques of the seven seas. In the days of my grandfather there were many; in the days of my father not so many; and now there are so few that I sometimes feel strangely alone, as though I were the last man on our planet.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=3888&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ballad Of The Oysterman</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 00:55:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lady Ahab</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[ It was a tall young oysterman lived by the river-side,
His shop was just upon the bank, his boat was on the tide;
The daughter of a fisherman, that was so straight and slim,
Lived over on the other bank, right opposite to him.

It was the pensive oysterman that saw a lovely maid,
Upon a moonlight evening, a-sitting in the shade;
He saw her wave her handkerchief, as much as if to say,
"I'm wide awake, young oysterman, and all the folks away."<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=inkadia.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4912854&amp;post=5317&amp;subd=inkadia&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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