Dutch Tulips

A man sailed from a harbor Shores of home he'd left behind To a country which was beyond the great ocean To find Merchant, he was a Dutch merchant And he had just bought Two tiny tulips in a clay round flowerpot He had sold his house and grounds Beside the green woods Thus he'd got to pay for For his dear precious goods Halfway to an island Manhattan, it was called A terrible storm came upon the ship The ship was torn The next day the man's love His lady Ellen sat on a wall Staring at the ocean The ruthless blue her eyes sore The ocean doesn't return It swallowed the ship and spat nothing Ellen sat there a week But she did not see there anything