human
The salt of the sea is in these jingles; not the mystic sea of the older poets who had an art, but the hard sea that men fight, even in these days of leviathan liners, in stout-timbered hulls with blocks to rattle and hemp for the gale to whistle through and give the salt-lipped chantey man his rugged meters.
gpt
His verse has the accent of old chanties, the rudeness and the mysticism, simple and matter-of-fact, of the deep-sea mariner.
human
They have the roar and dash and swing of crashing breakers, the sharp tang of the salt sea air, and at times they creak and strain like a stout clipper ship in the roaring forties.
gpt
They have the tang of salt spray, and the blue light of corpse candles. Wassail and song echo through the lines, and the spirit of youth that finds interest and excitement in bad and good alike. Their lyric quality is true. Reckless and daring they are in spirit.