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Loss of SS Calder

Seamens' Memorial at Lock Hill Out in the mists of the grim North Sea
A merchant ship lurches and rolls;
Manned by a gallant Yorkshire crew
Eighteen all told, brave hardy souls.

She was homeward bound from a German port,
But in the teeth of a blinding gale was caught;
Whether fouled by wreck or murderous mine
We shall only know in God's good time.

We only know that when the end came
These sons of Yorkshire would play the game
Doing their duty while the elements roared
Though the Angel of Death above them soared.

A drifting lifeboat, an empty crate,
Silent witness of the stricken crew's fate;
In death united on their last long sail
Not one gallant soul to tell the tale.

Their last journey is over, harbour at last
With Jesus the pilot 'Making them Fast.'
The women and children alone left to weep
For dear daddies and brothers asleep in the deep.

Visitor Comments

Posted by Harry Driffill at 28/02/2013 19:16
I have one of the Order of Service used in the memorial Service for the Loss of the Calder, held on the Sunday afternoon 3rd of May.
Posted by Paul Best at 05/04/2016 14:50
My grand father was one of the crew lost on the as Calder. I have a painting of the ship painted in 1932 by my great uncle.

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