The Seven SeasD. Appleton, 1896 - 209 páginas |
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... ports of the Morn ! Beat up , beat in from Southerly , O gipsies of the Horn ! Swift shuttles of an Empire's loom that weave us main to main , The Coastwise Lights of England give you wel- come back again ! Go , get you gone up ...
... ports of the Morn ! Beat up , beat in from Southerly , O gipsies of the Horn ! Swift shuttles of an Empire's loom that weave us main to main , The Coastwise Lights of England give you wel- come back again ! Go , get you gone up ...
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... ports afar . The second doorway of the wide world's trade Is mine to loose or bar . Hong - kong . Hail , Mother ! Hold me fast ; my Praya sleeps Under innumerable keels to - day . Yet guard ( and landward ) or to - morrow sweeps Thy ...
... ports afar . The second doorway of the wide world's trade Is mine to loose or bar . Hong - kong . Hail , Mother ! Hold me fast ; my Praya sleeps Under innumerable keels to - day . Yet guard ( and landward ) or to - morrow sweeps Thy ...
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... port for me , by drivin ' fast or slow , Since Elsie Campbell went to Thee , Lord , thirty years ago . ( The year the Sarah Sands was burned . Oh roads we used to tread , Fra ' Maryhill to Pollokshaws - fra ' Govan to Park- head ! ) Not ...
... port for me , by drivin ' fast or slow , Since Elsie Campbell went to Thee , Lord , thirty years ago . ( The year the Sarah Sands was burned . Oh roads we used to tread , Fra ' Maryhill to Pollokshaws - fra ' Govan to Park- head ! ) Not ...
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... ports wi ' pride to fill my cup o ' wrong— Judge not , O Lord , my steps aside at Gay Street in Hong - Kong ! Blot out the wastrel hours of mine in sin when I abode- Jane Harrigan's an ' Number Nine , The Reddick an ' Grant Road ! An ...
... ports wi ' pride to fill my cup o ' wrong— Judge not , O Lord , my steps aside at Gay Street in Hong - Kong ! Blot out the wastrel hours of mine in sin when I abode- Jane Harrigan's an ' Number Nine , The Reddick an ' Grant Road ! An ...
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... port ( we used no cargo - steam ) I'd daunder down the streets- An ijjit grinnin ' in a dream - for shells an ' parra- keets , An ' walkin ' - sticks o ' carved bamboo an ' blowfish stuffed an ' dried- Fillin ' my bunk wi ' rubbishry ...
... port ( we used no cargo - steam ) I'd daunder down the streets- An ijjit grinnin ' in a dream - for shells an ' parra- keets , An ' walkin ' - sticks o ' carved bamboo an ' blowfish stuffed an ' dried- Fillin ' my bunk wi ' rubbishry ...
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Página 145 - 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 25 - 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 3 - Keep ye the Law — be swift in all obedience — Clear the land of evil, drive the road and bridge the ford. Make ye sure to each his own That he reap where he hath sown ; By the peace among Our peoples let men know we serve the Lord!
Página 145 - 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 79 - 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 173 - 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 10 - 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 125 - 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...