The Naval Constructor

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The Naval Constructor

He looked upon the ships as they

All idly lay at anchor,

Their sides with gorgeous workmen gay⁠—

The riveter and planker⁠—

Republicans and Democrats,

Statesmen and politicians.

He saw the swarm of prudent rats

Swimming for land positions.

He marked each “belted cruiser” fine,

Her poddy life-belts floating

In tether where the hungry brine

Impinged upon her coating.

He noted with a proud regard,

As any of his class would,

The poplar mast and poplar yard

Above the hull of bass-wood.

He saw the Eastlake frigate tall,

With quaintly carven gable,

Hip-roof and dormer-window⁠—all

With ivy formidable.

In short, he saw our country’s hope

In best of all conditions⁠—

Equipped, to the last spar and rope,

By working politicians.

He boarded then the noblest ship

And from the harbor glided.

“Adieu, adieu!” fell from his lip.

Verdict: “He suicided.”