Classic Poem

I've done with the sea , he said
Each time he came ashore;
But ever before the month was out
With empty pocket Melchisedek Prout
Signed on for one trip more.

And nothing at all he said
When it came to sink or swim:
It warn't for the likes of an old A.B.
To say that he was done with the sea
Till the sea was done with him.