To Comrade Nette Man-and-ship, by Herbert Marshall It wasn’t an unearthly shock — /
Not a shade from death’s door. /
Into the port, /
blazing /
like molten ...
To comrade Nette — steamer and man, by Dorian Rottenberg Not in vain I start. /
No ghost-talc rubbish, reader. /
Through the harbour’s molten sunshine, /
past the jetty /
steams /
...
То Comrade Nette, The Man And The Ship, by Alec Vagapov I startled. Then I saw that it was not a dream. /
Nor was it the fancy of a poet. /
The "Theodor Nette" turned about to steam /
Into the port. /...