The Dancing Seal

When we were building Skua Light– 
The first men who had lived a night
Upon that deep-sea Isle–
As soon as chisel touched the stone,
The friendly seals would come ashore;
And sit and watch us all the while,
As though they’d not seen men before;
And so, poor beasts, had never known
Men had the heart to do them harm.
They’d little cause to feel alarm
With us, for we were glad to find
Some friendliness in that strange sea;
Only too pleaed to let them be
And sit as long as they’d a mind
To watch us: for their eyes were kind
Like women’s eyes, it seemed to me.
So, hour on hour, they sat: I think
They liked to hear the chisels clink:
And when the boy sang loud and clear,
They scrambled closer in to hear;
And if he whistled sweet and shrill,
The queer beasts shuffled nearer still:
But every sleek and sheeny skin
Was mad to hear his violin.

-Wilfred Wilson Gibson

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