 | Edmondstoune Duncan - 1927 - عدد الصفحات: 658
...was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men. Weigh the vessel up Once dreaded by our foes ! And...timbers yet are sound, And she may float again Full charged with England's thunder, And plough the distant main But Kempenfelt is gone, His victories are... | |
 | David Cecil - 1930 - عدد الصفحات: 338
[ عذرًا، محتوى هذه الصفحة مقيَّد ] | |
 | David Cecil - 1930 - عدد الصفحات: 336
[ عذرًا، محتوى هذه الصفحة مقيَّد ] | |
 | William Cowper - 1931 - عدد الصفحات: 40
[ عذرًا، محتوى هذه الصفحة مقيَّد ] | |
 | David Cecil - 1932 - عدد الصفحات: 28
[ عذرًا، محتوى هذه الصفحة مقيَّد ] | |
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It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men. Weigh the vessel up, Once dreaded by... 
