The Laws of the Navy

(Copies of the following poem on the naval service, written by a clever captain of the British Navy, have been sent to all of the Uncle Sam’s ships to be read by each American Naval Officer.)

Capt. Ronald A. Hopwood, R.N.
To My Comrades in the Naval Service

Now these are the laws of the navy,
Unwritten and varied they be;
And he that is wise will observe them,
Going down in his ship to the sea;

As naught may outrun the destroyer,
Even so with the law and its grip,
For the strength of the ship is the service,
And the strength of the service, the ship.

Take heed what ye say of your seniors,
Be your words spoken softly or plain,
Lest a bird of the air tell the matter,
And so ye shall hear it again.

If ye labor from morn until even,
And meet with reproof for your toil,
It is well – that the gun may be humbled,
The compressor must check the recoil.

On the strength of one link in the cable,
Dependth the might of the chain:
Who knows when thou mayest be tested?
So live what thou bearest the strain!

When the ship that is tired returneth,
With the signs of the sea showing plain,
Men place her in dock for a season,
And her speed she reneweth again.

So shall thou, lest, perchance, thou grow weary
In the uttermost parts of the sea,
Pray for leave, for the good of the service
As much and as oft as may be.

Count not upon certain promotion,
But rather to gain it aspire;
Though the sightline shall end on the target,
There cometh perchance a miss-fire.

Can’st follow the track of the dolphin
Or tell where the sea swallows roam?
Where leviathan taketh his pastime?
What ocean he calleth his home?

Even so with the words of thy seniors,
And the orders those words hall convey,
Every law is as naught beside this one –
“Thou shalt not criticise, but obey!”

Saith the wise, “How may I know their purpose?”
The acts without wherefore or why;
Stays the fool but one moment to question,
And the chance of his life passeth by.

If ye win through an African jungle,
Unmentioned at home by the press,
Heed it not; no man seeth the piston,
But it driveth the ship none the less.

Do they growl? It is well; be thou silent,
So that work goeth forward amain.
Lo, the gun throws her shot to a hair’s breadth
And shouteth, yet none shall complain,

Do they growl and the work be retarded?
It is ill, speak, whatever their rank;
The half-loaded gun also shouteth,
But can she pierce armor with blank?

Doth the paintwork make war with the funnels?
Do the decks to the cannon complain?
Nay, they know that some soap or a scraper
Unites them as brothers again;

So, ye, being heads of departments,
Do your growl with a smile on your lip,
Lest ye strive and in anger be parted,
And lessen the might of your ship.

Dost think on a moment of anger
‘Tis well with thy seniors to fight?
They prosper who burn in the morning,
The letters they wrote over night;

For some there be shelved and forgotten,
With nothing to thank for their fate,
Save, that (on a half-sheet of foolscap)
Which a fool, “had the honor to state-”

If the fairway be crowed with shipping,
Beating homeward the harbor to win,
It is meet that, lest any should suffer,
The steamers pass cautiously in,

So thou, when thous nearest promotion,
And the peak, that is gilded is nigh,
Give heed to your words and thine actions,
Less others be wearied thereby.

It is ill for the winners to worry,
Take thy fate as it comes with a smile,
And when thou art safe in the harbor,
They will envy, but may not revile.

Uncharted the rock that surrounds thee,
Take heed that the channels thou learn,
Lest thy name serve to buoy for another
That shoal, the Courts-martial return.

Though Armour the belt that protects her,
The ship bears the scar on her side;
It is well if the Court shall admit thee,
It were best hadst thou never been tried.

Now these are the laws of the Navy,
Unwritten and varied they be;
And he that is wise will observe them,
Going down in his ship to the sea.

As the waves rises clear to the hawse pipe
Washes aft, and is lost in the wake,
So shall ye drop astern, all unheeded,
Such time as the law ye forsake.


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