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There ' s never a flood goes shoreward now But lifts a keel we manned ; There ' s
never an ebb goes seaward now But drops our dead on the sandBut slinks our
dead on the sands forlore , From The Ducies to the Swin . If blood be the price of
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There ' s never a flood goes shoreward now But lifts a keel we manned ; There ' s
never an ebb goes seaward now But drops our dead on the sandBut slinks our
dead on the sands forlore , From The Ducies to the Swin . If blood be the price of
...
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... Plucking at their harps , and they plucked unhandily : “ Our thumbs are rough
and tarred , And the tune is something hardMay we lift a Deepsea Chantey such
as seamen Then said the souls of the gentlemen - adventurersFettered wrist.
... Plucking at their harps , and they plucked unhandily : “ Our thumbs are rough
and tarred , And the tune is something hardMay we lift a Deepsea Chantey such
as seamen Then said the souls of the gentlemen - adventurersFettered wrist.
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Fra skylight - lift to furnace - bars , backed , bolted , braced an ' stayed , An ' singin
' like the Mornin ' Stars for joy that they are made ; While , out o ' touch o ' vanity ,
the sweatin ' thrustblock says : “ Not unto us the praise , or man - not unto us ...
Fra skylight - lift to furnace - bars , backed , bolted , braced an ' stayed , An ' singin
' like the Mornin ' Stars for joy that they are made ; While , out o ' touch o ' vanity ,
the sweatin ' thrustblock says : “ Not unto us the praise , or man - not unto us ...
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To the home of the floods and thunder , To her pale dry healing blueTo the lift of
the great Cape combers , And the smell of the baked Karroo . To the growl of the
sluicing stamp - headTo the reef and the water - gold , To the last and the largest
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To the home of the floods and thunder , To her pale dry healing blueTo the lift of
the great Cape combers , And the smell of the baked Karroo . To the growl of the
sluicing stamp - headTo the reef and the water - gold , To the last and the largest
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the Lake - folk sighed ; “ We lift the weight of flatling years ; The caverns of the
mountain side Hold him who scorns our hutted piers . Lost hills whereby we dare
not dwell , Guard ye his rest . Romance , farewell ! " “ Farewell , Romance !
the Lake - folk sighed ; “ We lift the weight of flatling years ; The caverns of the
mountain side Hold him who scorns our hutted piers . Lost hills whereby we dare
not dwell , Guard ye his rest . Romance , farewell ! " “ Farewell , Romance !
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Página 141 - e might require, 'E went an' took — the same as me! The market-girls an fishermen, The shepherds an' the sailors, too, They 'eard old songs turn up again, But kep' it quiet — same as you! They knew 'e stole; 'e knew they knowed. They didn't tell, nor make a fuss, But winked at 'Omer down the road, An' 'e winked back — the same as us!
Página 21 - Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners, Plucking at their harps, and they plucked unhandily : ' Our thumbs are rough and tarred, And the tune is something hard — May we lift a Deepsea Chantey such as seamen use at sea?
Página 141 - Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; An what he thought 'e might require, 'E went an' took — the same as me I The market-girls an' fishermen, The shepherds an
Página 75 - And the tunes that mean so much to you alone Common tunes that make you choke and blow your nose Vulgar tunes that bring the laugh that brings the groan I can rip your very heartstrings out with those...
Página 169 - 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 6 - The wrecks dissolve above us ; their dust drops down from afar — Down to the dark, to the utter dark, where the blind white sea-snakes are There is no sound, no echo of sound, in the deserts of the deep, Or the great grey level plains of ooze where the shell-burred cables creep.
Página 121 - The cynic devil in his blood That bids him mock his hurrying soul; That bids him flout the Law he makes, That bids him make the Law he flouts...