Poems, songs and ballads of the sea, compiled and arranged by C. Bruce, العدد 631Charles Bruce (writer of tales) 1874 |
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... live to the northward , No man lives north of me ; To the east are wild mountain - chains , And beyond them meres and plains ; To the westward all is sea . " So far I live to the northward , From the harbour of Skeringes - hale , If you ...
... live to the northward , No man lives north of me ; To the east are wild mountain - chains , And beyond them meres and plains ; To the westward all is sea . " So far I live to the northward , From the harbour of Skeringes - hale , If you ...
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... live - long night - these couriers of the sky , Then fled to tell he listening stars how ' twas they saw him die . He sleepeth where old winter's realm no genial air in- vades , His spirit burneth bright in heaven among the glorious ...
... live - long night - these couriers of the sky , Then fled to tell he listening stars how ' twas they saw him die . He sleepeth where old winter's realm no genial air in- vades , His spirit burneth bright in heaven among the glorious ...
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... live and thrive , For between the land and the frozen Pole No man may sail alive . " But lightly laughed the stout Sir John , And spoke unto his men ; — " Half England is wrong , if he is right ; Bear off to westward then . " " O ...
... live and thrive , For between the land and the frozen Pole No man may sail alive . " But lightly laughed the stout Sir John , And spoke unto his men ; — " Half England is wrong , if he is right ; Bear off to westward then . " " O ...
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... live by sea or land , What fool would e'er come nigh her ? With hand - grenades and musket - shot , Their cannon ball , although red hot , We neither fear , nor value not , On board the Salamander . And when that we do come on shore ...
... live by sea or land , What fool would e'er come nigh her ? With hand - grenades and musket - shot , Their cannon ball , although red hot , We neither fear , nor value not , On board the Salamander . And when that we do come on shore ...
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... lives ? And ' tis gloriously done ! for to them ' tis all owing That we've laws , and religion , and children , and wives ! Then hooraw for the Tars of old England so free , The pride of the World and the Lords of the Sea ! ANON ...
... lives ? And ' tis gloriously done ! for to them ' tis all owing That we've laws , and religion , and children , and wives ! Then hooraw for the Tars of old England so free , The pride of the World and the Lords of the Sea ! ANON ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
amain Avès bark beneath billows boat bold bore boys brave breast breath breeze bright captain cheek cheer cloud crew cried dark Davy Jones dead death deck deep dread ELIZA COOK England eyes fair fear flag flag of Spain floating foam gale gallant gaze gleam grave grim guns hand hath hear heard heart heaven HUMPHREY GILBERT Inchcape Rock king land laugh'd light lone look'd looked Lord maiden MARY HOWITT mast merrie morn ne'er never night at sea o'er ocean pale pennon pilot lost pirate roar rock round sail sailors sea-bird ship shore shrouds Sir John Franklin sleep smiled soul Spaniards Spanish main star stood storm storm rave stormy winds T. B. ALDRICH tears tell tempest thee thou thunder tide Tis a wild Twas vessel watch waves wild night winds do blow wreck
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الصفحة 317 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
الصفحة 305 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon -' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
الصفحة 322 - Pilot's boat. Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round; And all was still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. I moved my lips — the Pilot shrieked And fell down in a fit; The holy Hermit raised his eyes And prayed where he did sit.
الصفحة 320 - The pilot and the pilot's boy, I heard them coming fast : Dear Lord in heaven ! it was a joy The dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I heard his voice : It is the hermit good ! He singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood. * He'll shrieve my soul, he'll wash away The Albatross's blood.
الصفحة 313 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
الصفحة 120 - Toll for the brave! Brave Kempenfelt is gone; His last sea-fight is fought; His work of glory done. It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock.
الصفحة 308 - And I had done a hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe : For all averred, I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
الصفحة 310 - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
الصفحة 320 - On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; 441 This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart — No voice; but oh!
الصفحة 83 - By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore...