The Seven SeasTauchnitz, 1897 - 256 páginas |
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... ' we was chasin ' Arabi , 232 THE ' EATHEN The ' eathen in ' is blindness bows down to wood an ' stone , · THE SHUT - EYE SENTRY Sez the Junior Orderly Sergeant , 236 243 14 in sal vreti nam TASTE The Ayan rea es CONTENTS . 13.
... ' we was chasin ' Arabi , 232 THE ' EATHEN The ' eathen in ' is blindness bows down to wood an ' stone , · THE SHUT - EYE SENTRY Sez the Junior Orderly Sergeant , 236 243 14 in sal vreti nam TASTE The Ayan rea es CONTENTS . 13.
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... ' Arabi , 232 THE ' EATHEN The ' eathen in ' is blindness bows down to wood an ' stone , THE SHUT - EYE SENTRY Sez the Junior Orderly Sergeant , 236 243 " MARY , PITY WOMEN ! " You call yourself CONTENTS . 13 THAT DAY Page.
... ' Arabi , 232 THE ' EATHEN The ' eathen in ' is blindness bows down to wood an ' stone , THE SHUT - EYE SENTRY Sez the Junior Orderly Sergeant , 236 243 " MARY , PITY WOMEN ! " You call yourself CONTENTS . 13 THAT DAY Page.
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... eyes and brow , Wonderful kisses , so that I became Crowned above Queens - a withered beldame now , Brooding on ancient fame . RANGOON . Hail , Mother ! Do they call me rich in trade ? Little care I , but hear the shorn priest drone ...
... eyes and brow , Wonderful kisses , so that I became Crowned above Queens - a withered beldame now , Brooding on ancient fame . RANGOON . Hail , Mother ! Do they call me rich in trade ? Little care I , but hear the shorn priest drone ...
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... , He the Compeller , the Sun , bared to our wonder . Nay , not a league from our eyes blinded with gazing , Cleared He the gate of the world , huge and amazing ! This we beheld ( and we live ) the Pit THE FIRST CHANTEY . 37.
... , He the Compeller , the Sun , bared to our wonder . Nay , not a league from our eyes blinded with gazing , Cleared He the gate of the world , huge and amazing ! This we beheld ( and we live ) the Pit THE FIRST CHANTEY . 37.
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... eyes : But we were heading homeward With trade to lose or make- Good Lord , they slipped behind us In the tailing of our wake ! Let go , let go the anchors ; Now shamed at heart are we To bring so poor a cargo home That had for gift the ...
... eyes : But we were heading homeward With trade to lose or make- Good Lord , they slipped behind us In the tailing of our wake ! Let go , let go the anchors ; Now shamed at heart are we To bring so poor a cargo home That had for gift the ...
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ain't Army arquebus Aurochs Baltic be'ind beggar beneath bids Bill Awkins Blest blind bloomin blow bone burn Buy my English Captain Cheer clear crew crownin dead deck drunk dursn't eard earth eathen eyes fight fought gale Gawd grey guns hand hast head hear heart Hell Islands Jollies-'Er Majesty's jolly knew little things Lord M'Andrews M'Cullough Macassar Straits Man-the married Mary Gloster Mossel Bay naked neath never night Northern Light old three-decker Orse Orse Gunners overside Paddy Doyle port praise price of admiralty pride rail red tornado Reuben Paine road roaring Romance round Royal Engineer sail sailor Sapper Sarah Sands sergeant Sergeant's weddin Seven Seas ship sing skin skipper sloop-of-war snow song soul steam Stralsund Thee There's Thou thousand thunder thy pictures Tom Hall True Thomas turn Twas waitin watch wind women Ye'll
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Página 19 - We have fed our sea for a thousand years • And she calls us, still unfed, Though there's never a wave of all her waves But marks our English dead: We have strawed our best to the weed's unrest To the shark and the sheering gull. If blood be the price of admiralty, Lord God, we ha
Página 17 - Fair is our lot — O goodly is our heritage ! (Humble ye, my people, and be fearful in your mirth /) For the Lord our God Most High He hath made the deep as dry, He hath smote for us a pathway to the ends of all the Earth...
Página 170 - And only The Master shall praise us, and only The Master shall blame; And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame. But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star, Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They are!
Página 47 - I wonder if a soul was gied them wi' the blows. Oh for a man to weld it then, in one trip-hammer strain, Till even first-class passengers could tell the meanin' plain! But no one cares except mysel' that serve an' understand My seven thousand horse-power here.
Página 118 - Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; An' what he thought 'e might require, 'E went an
Página 169 - When earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and the youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it — lie down for an aeon or two, Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew...
Página 149 - Oogli, Shy as a girl to begin; Aggie de Castrer she made me, An' Aggie was clever as sin; Older than me, but my first un— More like a mother she were— Showed me the way to promotion an' pay, An' I learned about women from 'er!
Página 60 - 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
Página 88 - There are nine and sixty ways of constructing tribal lays, 'And — every — single — one — of — them — is — right...
Página 34 - Ho, we revel in our chains O'er the sorrow that was Spain's; Heave or sink it, leave or drink it, we were masters of the sea!