Lana Jane Poem by Hm. Nes

Every boy loved her, Lana Jane-
And who could blame them? She was fair-
Of perfect form and beauty rare-
But none could have her, Lana Jane,
The fisherman's only daughter-
And he no man to barter

For he would take poor Lana Jane
To sea, and she would stay the boat
When harbored; thus, a dreadful moat
Would bar the way to Lana Jane,
The fisherman's only daughter-
And he, refusing barter

In fourteen years, sweet Lana Jane,
Was never seen upon the shore
Among the boys who wanted more
Than life to see their Lana Jane,
The fisherman's only daughter,
Whose father ne'er would barter

The legend grew of Lana Jane-
While scores of ports, legions of ships
Claimed: 'She's aboard! ' through whispered lips-
'The rarest beauty, Lana Jane,
'The fisherman's only daughter-
'She's yours to see! Let's barter! '