“The Liner she's a lady, an' she never looks nor 'eeds—
The Man-o'-War's 'er 'usband, an' 'e gives 'er all she needs;
But, oh, the little cargo-boats, that sail the wet seas roun',
They're just the same as you an' me a-plyin' up an' down!”

—  Rudyard Kipling

The Liner She's a Lady, Stanza 1 (1895).
The Seven Seas (1896)

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