206 THE VOICE OF THE SEA REQUIEM UNDER the wide and starry sky And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: And the hunter home from the hill. THE VOICE OF THE SEA IN the hush of the autumn night And I think of the fleet that sailed I think of the fleet that sailed It seems as if 't were yesterday, And it all was long ago. Thomas Bailey Aldrich. THE "OLD, OLD SONG" 'WHEN all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green; When all the world is old, lad, And all the sport is stale, lad, And all the wheels run down, The spent and maimed among: God grant you find one face there Charles Kingsley. THE BATTLE OF AGINCOURT FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; "And for myself," quoth he, Or on this earth lie slain; Loss to redeem me. "Poitiers and Cressy tell, When most their pride did swell, Then when our grandsire great, By many a warlike feat Lopped the French lilies." The Duke of York so dread With the main, Henry sped Exeter had the rear, A braver man not there; They now to fight are gone: Drum now to drum did groan, To hear was wonder: 210 THE BATTLE OF AGINCOURT That with the cries they make Well it thine age became, The English archery Stuck the French horses, With Spanish yew so strong, But playing manly parts, And like true English hearts, Stuck close together. When down their bows they threw, And forth their bilbows drew, And on the French they flew, Arms were from shoulders sent; Down the French peasants went: |