The Seven SeasD. Appleton, 1896 - 209 páginas |
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... lifts a keel we manned ; There's never an ebb goes seaward now But drops our dead on the sand- But slinks our dead on the sands forlore , From The Ducies to the Swin . If blood be the price of admiralty , If blood be the price of ...
... lifts a keel we manned ; There's never an ebb goes seaward now But drops our dead on the sand- But slinks our dead on the sands forlore , From The Ducies to the Swin . If blood be the price of admiralty , If blood be the price of ...
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... , and they plucked un- handily : " Our thumbs are rough and tarred , And the tune is something hard- May we lift a Deepsea Chantey such as seamen use at sea ? " Then said the souls of the gentlemen - adven- turers- The Last Chantey . 23.
... , and they plucked un- handily : " Our thumbs are rough and tarred , And the tune is something hard- May we lift a Deepsea Chantey such as seamen use at sea ? " Then said the souls of the gentlemen - adven- turers- The Last Chantey . 23.
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... 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 ' thrust- block says : " Not unto us the praise , or man ...
... 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 ' thrust- block says : " Not unto us the praise , or man ...
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... lift of the great Cape combers , And the smell of the baked Karroo . To the growl of the sluicing stamp - head- To the reef and the water - gold , To the last and the largest Empire , To the map that is half unrolled ! To our dear dark ...
... lift of the great Cape combers , And the smell of the baked Karroo . To the growl of the sluicing stamp - head- To the reef and the water - gold , To the last and the largest Empire , To the map that is half unrolled ! To our dear dark ...
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... 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 . his rest . Romance , farewell ! " " Farewell , Romance ! " the ...
... 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 . his rest . Romance , farewell ! " " Farewell , Romance ! " the ...
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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...