SeascapeF. PiketOff the coast of IrelandAs our ship passed byWe saw a line of fishing shipsEtched against the sky.Off the coast of EnglandAs we rode the foamWe saw an Indian merchantmanComing home.
← LibraryF. Piket · songSeascapeSong 10 of 10lyrics: Langston HughesAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongSeascapelyrics: Langston HughesOffˈɒftheðəcoastkˈəʊstofˈɒvIrelandˈaɪə(ɹ)ləndAsəzourˈaʊəshipʃˈɪppassedpˈɑːstbybˈaɪWewˈiːsawsˈɔːaeɪ̯linelˈaɪnofˈɒvfishingfˈɪʃɪŋshipsʃˈɪpsEtchedˈɛtʃtagainstɐɡˈɛnsttheðəskyskˈaɪ.OffˈɒftheðəcoastkˈəʊstofˈɒvEnglandˈɪŋɡləndAsəzwewˈiːrodeɹˈəʊdtheðəfoamfˈəʊmWewˈiːsawsˈɔːanˈɐnIndianˈɪn.dɪ.ənmerchantmanmˈɜːtʃɑːntmənComingkˈʌmɪŋhomehˈəʊm.