 A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by Shawn Michael Hogan St. John's, Newfoundland, Canada The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick, my cold, gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing You, you and you alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose Twix love and nausea, heart and belly A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by Secrets The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick, my cold, gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing You, you and you alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose Twix love and nausea, heart and belly A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by Mark Smith The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick, my cold, gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing You, you, you alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose Twix love and nausea, heart and belly A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by Icy Jumbo The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick, my cold, gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing You, you, you alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose Twix love and nausea, heart and belly End of poem This recording is in the public domain A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by Harry Coffield The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick my gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing You, you, you alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by Diana Meilinger in September 2009 The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick my cold gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing You, you, you alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose Twix, Love and Nweezah, Heart and Belly A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by Stephen Kelly The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick my cold gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing You, you, you alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose Twix, Love and Nweezah, Heart and Belly End of poem, this recording is in the public domain A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by Icy Jumbo The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick my cold gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing You, you, you alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose Twix, Love and Nweezah, Heart and Belly End of poem This recording is in the public domain A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by David Lawrence The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick my cold gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing, you You, you alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose Twix, Love and Nweezah, Heart and Belly End of poem This recording is in the public domain A Channel Passage by Rupert Brooke Red for LibriVox.org by Raven Notation The damned ship lurched and slithered Quiet and quick my cold gorge rose, the long sea rolled I knew I must think hard of something or be sick And could think hard of only one thing, you You alone could hold my fancy ever And with you memories come, sharp pain and dull Now there's a choice, heartache or tortured liver A seasick body or a you-sick soul Do I forget you, wretchings twist and timey Old meat, good meals, brown gobbets up I throw Do I remember, acrid return and slimy The sobs and slobber of the last year's woe And still the sick ship rolls To his heart I tell ye to choose Twix, Love and Nweezah, Heart and Belly End of poem This recording is in the public domain