Poems (Dorr)/Three Laddies

THREE LADDIES
O sailors sailing north,Where the wild white surges roar,And fierce winds and strong windsBlow down from Labrador—Have you seen my three brave laddies,My merry red-cheeked laddies,Three bold, adventurous laddies,On some tempestuous shore?
O sailors sailing south,Where the seas are calm and blue,And light clouds and soft cloudsAre floating over you,Say, have you seen my laddies,My three bright, winsome laddies,My brown-haired, smiling laddies,With hearts so leal and true?
O sailors sailing east,Ask the sea-gulls sweeping by;O sailors sailing west,Ask the eagles soaring high,If they have seen my laddies,My careless, heedless laddies,Three debonair young laddies,Beneath the wide, wide sky?
O sailors, if you find them,Pray send them back to me;For them the winds go sighingThrough every lonely tree—For these three wandering laddies,My tender, bright-eyed laddies,The laughter-loving laddies,Whom they no longer see.
There are three men who love me,Three men with bearded lips;But oh! ye gallant sailorsWho sail the sea in ships—In elf-land, or in cloud-land,Or on the dreamland shore,Can you find the little laddiesWhom I can find no more?Three quiet, thoughtful laddies,Three merry, winsome laddies,Three rollicking, frolicking laddies,On any far-off shore?