Poems, songs and ballads of the sea, compiled and arranged by C. Bruce, العدد 631Charles Bruce (writer of tales) 1874 |
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الصفحة xiii
... rest ! My way is on the bright blue sea , PAGE • 326 • 247 • 299 • 328 • 223 • 293 · 190 · 356 373 269 203 150 · 342 74 • 140 31 · 319 241 296 309 No stir in the air , no stir in the sea , Now the sea - raven mute , • 194 • 359 ...
... rest ! My way is on the bright blue sea , PAGE • 326 • 247 • 299 • 328 • 223 • 293 · 190 · 356 373 269 203 150 · 342 74 • 140 31 · 319 241 296 309 No stir in the air , no stir in the sea , Now the sea - raven mute , • 194 • 359 ...
الصفحة 15
... rest in peace ! The one who first expir'd had most to note the foam he made , And no one prayed to be the last , tho ' each the blow delay'd . Three still remain , " My son , my son , hold up your head , my son ! Alas ! alas ! my ...
... rest in peace ! The one who first expir'd had most to note the foam he made , And no one prayed to be the last , tho ' each the blow delay'd . Three still remain , " My son , my son , hold up your head , my son ! Alas ! alas ! my ...
الصفحة 41
... rest being amazed For succour did cry , But all was in vain , They had no where to fly . At length being forced , They thought it most fit , Unto the brave Englishmen For to submit : And so a conclusion At last we did make , Upon such ...
... rest being amazed For succour did cry , But all was in vain , They had no where to fly . At length being forced , They thought it most fit , Unto the brave Englishmen For to submit : And so a conclusion At last we did make , Upon such ...
الصفحة 46
... rest . ( At last their courage wavered Before that fearful test . ) " Comrades this day has witnessed No dastard ' mongst our crew , In day - light and in darkness We've done all man could do . Heaven gives our foes the honour , Makes ...
... rest . ( At last their courage wavered Before that fearful test . ) " Comrades this day has witnessed No dastard ' mongst our crew , In day - light and in darkness We've done all man could do . Heaven gives our foes the honour , Makes ...
الصفحة 65
... rest , If to Britain's shores returning You neglect my just request ; After this proud foe subduing , When your patriot friends you see , Think on vengeance for my ruin , And for England shamed in me . " GLOVER . E THE DEATH OF ADMIRAL ...
... rest , If to Britain's shores returning You neglect my just request ; After this proud foe subduing , When your patriot friends you see , Think on vengeance for my ruin , And for England shamed in me . " GLOVER . E THE DEATH OF ADMIRAL ...
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...