Surf and Wave: The Sea as Sung by the PoetsAnna Lydia Ward T.Y. Crowell & Company, 1883 - 618 sider |
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Side 13
... , Or a white , white face in its floating hair ? Salt seaweeds that are shoreward drifted , Or arms uplifted ? Wraith , the apparition of one on the point of death . His heart is heavy , his lips are set ; THE WATER WRAITH . 133.
... , Or a white , white face in its floating hair ? Salt seaweeds that are shoreward drifted , Or arms uplifted ? Wraith , the apparition of one on the point of death . His heart is heavy , his lips are set ; THE WATER WRAITH . 133.
Side 19
... hair . " Of the hair that is brown thou shalt twist one strand ; Of the hair that is raven , another ; Of the golden hair thou shalt twine a band To bind the one to the other . " He gathered the hemp , and he shore the wool ; And the ...
... hair . " Of the hair that is brown thou shalt twist one strand ; Of the hair that is raven , another ; Of the golden hair thou shalt twine a band To bind the one to the other . " He gathered the hemp , and he shore the wool ; And the ...
Side 20
... hair , And he hied him back to the roaring pool , And he cast the three anchors there . The whirlpool roared , and the day went by , And night came down on the sea ; But , or ever the morning had broke the sky , The hemp had broken in ...
... hair , And he hied him back to the roaring pool , And he cast the three anchors there . The whirlpool roared , and the day went by , And night came down on the sea ; But , or ever the morning had broke the sky , The hemp had broken in ...
Side 21
... hair . GEORGE MACDONALD . SWI WITH THE TIDE . WIFT o'er the water my light yacht dances , Flying fast from the wind of the south ; Bright from her bowsprit the white foam glances , And straight we steer for the harbor's mouth . The ...
... hair . GEORGE MACDONALD . SWI WITH THE TIDE . WIFT o'er the water my light yacht dances , Flying fast from the wind of the south ; Bright from her bowsprit the white foam glances , And straight we steer for the harbor's mouth . The ...
Side 39
... hair , He cursed himself in his despair : The waves rush in on every side , The ship is sinking 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 ...
... hair , He cursed himself in his despair : The waves rush in on every side , The ship is sinking 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 ...
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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