Surf and Wave: The Sea as Sung by the PoetsAnna Lydia Ward T.Y. Crowell & Company, 1883 - 618 sider |
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Side 5
... beneath the awning , ON I dozing lay , and yawning : It was the gray of dawning , Ere yet the sun arose ; And above the funnel's roaring , And the fitful wind's deploring , I heard the cabin snoring With universal nose . I THE WHITE ...
... beneath the awning , ON I dozing lay , and yawning : It was the gray of dawning , Ere yet the sun arose ; And above the funnel's roaring , And the fitful wind's deploring , I heard the cabin snoring With universal nose . I THE WHITE ...
Side 8
... beneath , Nought can a strong man quell . " A strong man's love , a strong man's will , May Heaven itself defy : Oh ! I'll be back in half that time , As my name's Jack Humphrey . A hundred days , my hearty tars , And we'll in Portland ...
... beneath , Nought can a strong man quell . " A strong man's love , a strong man's will , May Heaven itself defy : Oh ! I'll be back in half that time , As my name's Jack Humphrey . A hundred days , my hearty tars , And we'll in Portland ...
Side 36
... beneath : He resolves . To the strife with the life and the death . They hear the loud surges sweep back in their swell ; Their coming the thunder - sound heralds along . Fond eyes yet are tracking the spot where he fell . They come ...
... beneath : He resolves . To the strife with the life and the death . They hear the loud surges sweep back in their swell ; Their coming the thunder - sound heralds along . Fond eyes yet are tracking the spot where he fell . They come ...
Side 39
... beneath the tide . But even in his dying fear One dreadful sound could the Rover hear , A sound as if , with the Inchcape bell , The Devil below was ringing his knell . ROBERT SOUTHEY . THE LADY RIBERTA'S HARVEST . I. N the days of THE ...
... beneath the tide . But even in his dying fear One dreadful sound could the Rover hear , A sound as if , with the Inchcape bell , The Devil below was ringing his knell . ROBERT SOUTHEY . THE LADY RIBERTA'S HARVEST . I. N the days of THE ...
Side 57
... beneath the holy light . CLEMENT W. SCOTT . THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER . T is an ancient mariner , IT And he stoppeth one of three : " By thy long gray beard and glittering eye , Now , wherefore stopp'st thou me ? " The ...
... beneath the holy light . CLEMENT W. SCOTT . THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER . T is an ancient mariner , IT And he stoppeth one of three : " By thy long gray beard and glittering eye , Now , wherefore stopp'st thou me ? " The ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE ALICE CARY Annabel Lee beach beneath billows blow blue boat breast breath breeze bright calm CELIA THAXTER CHARLES KINGSLEY clouds cold crew cried dark dead dear deck deep dice they played dream evermore eyes face fair farewell fear foam gale gleam gold golden dice gray hair hand hath hear heard heart heaven heaving Inchcape Rock isle Jack Humphrey JEAN INGELOW JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY kiss land light lonely looked loud mariner mast moan moon morning murmur never night o'er ocean RICHARD HENRY STODDARD rise roar rock round sail sailor sand sea-bird sea-maiden seaweed shining ship shore sight silent sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile song soul sound spray stand star storm surge sweet swell tempest thee thou tide voice watch waters waves wild wind wings wreck