The Music of the Waters

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Kegan Paul, French & Company, 1888 - Počet stran: 360
 

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Strana 131 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St Ann's our parting hymn.* Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight*» past Why should we yet our sail unfurl?
Strana 82 - Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho ! ieroe !" Row, vassals, row, for the pride of the Highlands ! Stretch to your oars, for the ever-green Pine...
Strana 70 - TO all you ladies now at land We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write : The Muses now, and Neptune too, We must implore to write to you — With a fa, la, la, la, la.
Strana 359 - The night is calm and cloudless, And still as still can be, And the stars come forth to listen To the music of the sea. They gather, and gather, and gather, Until they crowd the sky, And listen in breathless silence, To the solemn litany.
Strana xvii - TO-DAY a rude brief recitative, Of ships sailing the seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal, Of unnamed heroes in the ships— of waves spreading and spreading far as the eye can reach, Of dashing spray, and the winds piping and blowing, And out of these a chant for the sailors of all nations, Fitful, like a surge.
Strana 212 - London Bridge is broken down, — Gold is won, and bright renown. Shields resounding, War-horns sounding, Hildur shouting in the din! Arrows singing, Mail-coats ringing — Odin makes our Olaf win...
Strana 283 - Her locks were yellow as gold : Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice; ' The game is done ! I've won ! I've won ! ' Quoth she, and whistles thrice.
Strana 341 - That it may please thee to give and preserve to our use the kindly fruits of the earth, so as in due time we may enjoy them ; We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord.
Strana 131 - Blow, breezes, blow! the stream runs fast, The rapids are near, and the daylight's past! Utawa's tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon. Saint of this green isle, hear our prayers, — Oh, grant us cool heavens and favoring airs! Blow, breezes, blow! the stream runs fast, The rapids are near, and the daylight's past!
Strana 97 - A nd will I see his face again ? And will I hear him speak ? I'm downright dizzy wi' the thought, In troth I'm like to greet!

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