A Sailor's GarlandJohn Masefield Macmillan, 1906 - 372 páginas |
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... stand- by in any sudden trouble . It is significant that Chaucer notes the goodness of his felaweship directly he has drawn his portrait . He describes him riding " as he couthe " ( as well , that is , as a sailor generally rides ...
... stand- by in any sudden trouble . It is significant that Chaucer notes the goodness of his felaweship directly he has drawn his portrait . He describes him riding " as he couthe " ( as well , that is , as a sailor generally rides ...
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... stand auf hohen Berge " ( Song Book of the Guild of Handicraft , Essex House Press ) ; Mr. Laurence Binyon , for " John Winter " ( London Visions , Elkin Mathews ) ; Mr. Robert Bridges , for " A Passer - By " ( Shorter Poems , Daniel ...
... stand auf hohen Berge " ( Song Book of the Guild of Handicraft , Essex House Press ) ; Mr. Laurence Binyon , for " John Winter " ( London Visions , Elkin Mathews ) ; Mr. Robert Bridges , for " A Passer - By " ( Shorter Poems , Daniel ...
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... Paracelsus ALFRED LORD TENNYSON The Lotos Eaters . ASHBEE • GERMAN FOLK - SONG , ADAPTED BY CHARLES AND JANET " Ich stand auf hohen Berge " PAGE I 3 5 5 6 7 7 8 II 12 14 16 WALT WHITMAN PAGE After the Sea - Ship 17 JOHN xxiii.
... Paracelsus ALFRED LORD TENNYSON The Lotos Eaters . ASHBEE • GERMAN FOLK - SONG , ADAPTED BY CHARLES AND JANET " Ich stand auf hohen Berge " PAGE I 3 5 5 6 7 7 8 II 12 14 16 WALT WHITMAN PAGE After the Sea - Ship 17 JOHN xxiii.
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... over these dim roofs arise Tall masts of ocean ships . Whenever John Winter looked on them , The salt blew on his lips . He cannot pace the street about , But they stand 8 A SAILOR'S GARLAND LAURENCE BINYON John Winter •
... over these dim roofs arise Tall masts of ocean ships . Whenever John Winter looked on them , The salt blew on his lips . He cannot pace the street about , But they stand 8 A SAILOR'S GARLAND LAURENCE BINYON John Winter •
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John Masefield. He cannot pace the street about , But they stand before his eyes ! The more he shuns them , the more proud And beautiful they rise . He turns his head , but in his ear The steady Trade - Winds run , And in his eye the ...
John Masefield. He cannot pace the street about , But they stand before his eyes ! The more he shuns them , the more proud And beautiful they rise . He turns his head , but in his ear The steady Trade - Winds run , And in his eye the ...
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Página 220 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made : Its path was not upon the sea. In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming.
Página 207 - And now the STORM-BLAST came, and he Was tyrannous and strong : He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Página 217 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; sometimes all little birds that are, how they seemed to fill the sea and air with their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, now like a lonely flute; and now it is an angel's song, that makes the heavens be mute.
Página 225 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Página 209 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Página 210 - And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root : We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. Ah, well-a-day ! what evil looks Had I from old and young ! Instead of the cross, the albatross About my neck was hung.
Página 214 - I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky. Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs. Nor rot nor reek did they: The look with which they looked on me Had never passed away. An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high; But oh! more horrible than that Is a curse in a dead man's eye!
Página 33 - MY LOST YOUTH. OFTEN I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear- old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Página 223 - Said the Hermit cheerily. The boat came closer to the ship, But I nor spake nor stirred; The boat came close beneath the ship And straight a sound was heard.
Página 198 - But Jonah rose up to flee unto Tarshish from the presence of the LORD, and went down to Joppa; and he found a ship going to Tarshish : so he paid the fare thereof, and went down into it, to go with them unto Tarshish from the presence of the LORD.