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Bargery Number 653
Music (Given or Suggested) Poem
Printer or Publisher Unknown
Author Gower, James
Earliest Date 1912
Evidence for Earliest Date Date of event described
Evidence for Latest Date Probably written soon after the event.
Source of Text National Library of Wales, 'Street literature a collection of 944 whiteletter broadside ballads etc' Vol II Shelf mark - PR 1710 A1 S91 (4to)
Where Printed Unkown
Roud Not in the Roud Index
Source Title Doom of the Titanic The Largest Ship in the World sunk off Cape Race, on 15th April 1912 when 1,500 souls perished. The Death Message to the Carpathia
Other Imprints No other imprints found
Origin Broadside

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Help Help we are sinking
What are all on deck now thinking,
Of their native homes and shores?
Alas; Alas, they will never see them more.
Hurry up, speak Carpathia, save us I implore.
Speed for the sake of children and of mothers,
For the sake of sisters, for the sake of brothers,
Oh my God, for the sake of all the others
Hurry up, speed Carpathia. I implore.
Oh, my brain is so distracted,
And every message so exacted,
Just a wireless message across the sea
That we are sinking. If you do not hurry
All will be in Eternity.
Nay, Carpathia, it is not malice,
This is a coffin, a death trap, a shallow palace.
Where's the promise they held
To thousands more than me? [Note 653.1]
What sensation it will cause to-morrow,
What consternation, what grief, what sorrow,
Fifteen hundred souls to be hurled
For ever from this sad and heartless world.
Yes, Carpathia, I understand your message,
Too far off -God help us- but I still presage

That this false. luxurious maiden
With millionaires so heavily laden
Is doomed upon this cold, cold sea.
Oh, I. feel the cold, cold rising water
I hear the awful noise and clatter.
Amidst the prayers awl deep devotion,
And the screams, and such commotion,
I heart he band sweetly playing, "Nearer my God to Thee"
Come, oh God-so let it be,
Oh, I think I see my mother sleeping,
Now she's up and bitterly weeping
For her lost boy upon the sea.
Yes, Carpathia, the captain commands with great behaviour,
But the captain is not my Saviour.
Too late, Carpathia, for you and me.
The boats are full and they have left us
Hope has gone, all but death's bereft us.
Oh, the awful screams of children for mothers calling,
What crashing of ice like demons howling.
Farewell Carpathia, we are going,
Death is busy on the waters sowing his seed for eternity.

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