Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir
 Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine
 With a cargo of ivory,
 And apes and peacocks,
 Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine.
 
 Stately Spanish galleon coming from the Isthmus,
 Dipping through the Tropics by the palm-green shores,
 With a cargo of diamonds,
 Emeralds, amethysts,
 Topazes, cinnamon, and gold moidores.
 
 Dirty British coaster with the salt-caked smoke stack
 Butting through the Channel in the mad March days,
 With a cargo of Tyne coal,
 Road-rail, pig-lead,
 Firewood, iron-ware, and cheap tin trays.