S.S. Agnes Irving (1927)Memories of the s.s, Agnes Irving and her captain, Jack Magee.
(By Angus McFarlane.) We safely crossed the Clarence bar,
The coast was on our lee,
Blow, high, blow, low, it's all the same
To gallant Jack Magee. For we're outward bound for Sydney town
A jolly crew are we,
We know that we are safe and sound
With gallant Jack Magee. Then blow, boys, blow, we're bound for Sydney,
Riding o 'er the rolling sea,
Steaming, sailing down the coastline,
Safe with gallant Jack Magee. Heave the anchor from the slime,
Where its rusty flutes have been,
Give the old ship's bell a chime;
All the world is young again. Heave the lead line, sound the bar,
With breakers rolling on our track.
"How much water?" shouts the captain,
"About two ton, sir, down my back." Then blow, boys, blow, we're safely over,
Hurrah! we 're out on the rolling sea,
Soon we'll be in Sydney Harbor,
Where pleasure waits for you and me. Then, blow high, blow low, as on we go
Riding o'er the rolling sea;
Soon we'll see South Head light gleaming,
Safe in port with Jack Magee. Many years have passed since that trip, and time has wrought many changes. Captain Magee has
crossed life's harbor bar, and the s.s. Agnes Irving sleeps her last long sleep on the Macleay bar.
She was wrecked about the middle, of December, 1880.--Angus McFariane, Maclean, October 14, 1927. Notes From the NSW newspaper The Daily Examiner 15 Oct 1927, Page 6. Top