Question:
Anybody know 'The Boy Stood on the Burning Deck' rhymes?
2007-01-30 06:49:25 UTC
Anybody know 'The Boy Stood on the Burning Deck' rhymes?
Eleven answers:
GEMA
2007-01-30 06:55:24 UTC
The boy stood on the burning deck

Picking his nose like mad

Rolling it into little balls

And flicking them at his dad.



The boy stood on the burning deck

His pockets full of crackers

One went off between his legs

And paralysed his knackers.



The boy stood on the burning deck

The oars were in the rowlocks

A spark flew up his trouser leg

And burned him on the... knee



The boy stood on the burning deck,

Eating red hot scallops.

One fell down his trouser leg,

And burned him on the....ankles!



like these?
Confused
2007-01-30 07:01:40 UTC
Casabianca



The boy stood on the burning deck

Whence all but he had fled;

The flame that lit the battle's wreck

Shone round him o'er the dead.

Yet beautiful and bright he stood,

As born to rule the storm;

A creature of heroic blood,

A proud, though childlike form.

The flames roll'd on...he would not go

Without his father's word;

That father, faint in death below,

His voice no longer heard.

He call'd aloud..."Say, father, say

If yet my task is done!"

He knew not that the chieftain lay

Unconscious of his son.

"Speak, father!" once again he cried

"If I may yet be gone!"

And but the booming shots replied,

And fast the flames roll'd on.

Upon his brow he felt their breath,

And in his waving hair,

And looked from that lone post of death,

In still yet brave despair;

And shouted but one more aloud,

"My father, must I stay?"

While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud

The wreathing fires made way,

They wrapt the ship in splendour wild,

They caught the flag on high,

And stream'd above the gallant child,

Like banners in the sky.

There came a burst of thunder sound...

The boy-oh! where was he?

Ask of the winds that far around

With fragments strewed the sea.

With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,

That well had borne their part;

But the noblest thing which perished there

Was that young faithful heart.
Edward W
2007-01-30 06:54:22 UTC
it was called casabianca and goes like this



The boy stood on the burning deck

Whence all but he had fled;

The flame that lit the battle's wreck

Shone round him o'er the dead.





The poem commemorates an actual incident that occurred in 1798 during the Battle of the Nile aboard the French ship L'Orient. The young son Giocante (his age is variously given as ten, twelve and thirteen) of commander Louis de Casabianca remained at his post and perished when the flames caused the magazine to explode.



In Hemans' and other tellings of the story, young Casabianca refuses to desert his post without orders from his father. (It is sometimes said, rather improbably, that he heroically set fire to the magazine to prevent the ship's capture by the British.) It is not clear how any details of the incident are known beyond the bare fact of the boy's death. Hemans, not purporting to offer a history, but rather a poem inspired by the bare facts, writes:



The flames rolled on—he would not go

Without his Father's word;

That father, faint in death below,

His voice no longer heard.





Hemans has him repeatedly, and heart-wrenchingly, calling to his father for instructions: "'Say, Father, say/If yet my task is done;'" "'Speak, father!' once again he cried/'If I may yet be gone!;'" and "shouted but once more aloud/ 'My father! must I stay?'" Alas, there is, of course, no response.



She concludes by commending the performances of both ship and boy:



With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,

That well had borne their part—

But the noblest thing which perished there

Was that young faithful heart.
2007-01-30 06:53:15 UTC
A boy stood on the burning deck

Playing a game of cricket,

A ball was bowled so hard and fast

It stumped his middle wicket!
angie
2007-01-30 14:59:47 UTC
The Boy stood on the burning deck

His Legs were all a quiver

The Boat blew up, His legs flew off

And floated down the river.
2007-01-30 07:03:33 UTC
The boy stood on the burning deck,

His back was to the mast.

The captain of the clipper ship

Could simply not get past.



The captain was a crafty man -

He threw the boy a plum,

And when he stooped to pick it up,

He kicked him in the ***.
2007-01-30 07:26:51 UTC
The boy stood on the burning deck

He feet were full of blisters

He tore his pants upon a nail

And now he wears his sister's
?
2007-01-30 06:57:55 UTC
Polite & short version -

The boy stood on the burning deck

When all but he had fled

. . . twerp!
2007-01-30 07:27:19 UTC
Just goes to show - your parents aren't right all the time
sparky39fire
2007-01-30 06:54:51 UTC
... and said "ouch, this hurts like heck!"

In due time he truly was a wreck.

and burnt to a crisp from his toes to his neck.
Brina
2007-01-30 06:52:56 UTC
No I never heard of it.


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