Ballads of BraveryGeorge Melville Baker Lee and Shepard, 1877 - 174 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 10
... Tell . By J. Sheridan Knowles THE FISHERMEN . - - Whittier . EXCELSIOR . Longfellow - THE SOLDIER . · - Robert Burns - JOHN MAYNARD EXCALIBUR . - Tennyson 115 75 80 84 87 38 92 6 36 96 99 108 112 · 116 120 124 128 131 137 · 140 143 148 ...
... Tell . By J. Sheridan Knowles THE FISHERMEN . - - Whittier . EXCELSIOR . Longfellow - THE SOLDIER . · - Robert Burns - JOHN MAYNARD EXCALIBUR . - Tennyson 115 75 80 84 87 38 92 6 36 96 99 108 112 · 116 120 124 128 131 137 · 140 143 148 ...
Σελίδα 17
... Tell the children why the curfew did not ring that one sad night . O'er the distant hills came Cromwell . Bessie saw him ; and her brow , Lately white with sickening horror , glows with sudden beauty now . At his feet she told her story ...
... Tell the children why the curfew did not ring that one sad night . O'er the distant hills came Cromwell . Bessie saw him ; and her brow , Lately white with sickening horror , glows with sudden beauty now . At his feet she told her story ...
Σελίδα 38
... who took the soundings , tell On my fingers every bank , every shallow , every swell " Twixt the offing here and Greve , where the river disembogues ? OR de Are you bought by English gold ? Is it 38 BALLADS OF BRAVERY .
... who took the soundings , tell On my fingers every bank , every shallow , every swell " Twixt the offing here and Greve , where the river disembogues ? OR de Are you bought by English gold ? Is it 38 BALLADS OF BRAVERY .
Σελίδα 54
... tell The story of his strife . Such homage suits him well , — Better than funeral pomp or passing bell . What tale of peril and self - sacrifice , Prisoned amid the fastnesses of ice , With hunger howling o'er the wastes of snow ...
... tell The story of his strife . Such homage suits him well , — Better than funeral pomp or passing bell . What tale of peril and self - sacrifice , Prisoned amid the fastnesses of ice , With hunger howling o'er the wastes of snow ...
Σελίδα 66
... tell it . Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances , Of moving accidents by flood and field , Of hair - breadth ' scapes , in the imminent deadly breach , Of being taken by the insolent foe , And sold to slavery ; of my redemption ...
... tell it . Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances , Of moving accidents by flood and field , Of hair - breadth ' scapes , in the imminent deadly breach , Of being taken by the insolent foe , And sold to slavery ; of my redemption ...
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barge bark battle beakers Bear a hand beat BEGGAR MAID bell Belshazzar beneath Bless the life-boat blow brave breast breath breath of heaven breeze bright brow captain cheek cheer cloud cold Cophetua cried crown Curfew Damfreville dark death deck Douglas e'er Excalibur Excelsior eyes face fast fear fell fierce flame flashing fled foam gale gallant galloped gold heard heart heave heaven hero Hervé Riel holy Grail Hurrah John Maynard Joris king KING CANUTE land laughed leaped light lips look lords maiden Marmion neath night noble o'er Ocean OUTWARD BOUND pale porpoise prayer RAGENBACH reel ride ring to-night roar rocks Roland roll Rome rose round royal sail sang ship shore shout Sir Bedivere SIR GALAHAD sleet snow soul spake Speed the life-boat stands stars steed stirrup stood storm tempest thou Venice voice watch waves wild wind
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Σελίδα 156 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Σελίδα 87 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Σελίδα 152 - Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream - by these Three Queens with crowns of gold - and from them rose A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then...
Σελίδα 148 - On one side lay the Ocean, and on one Lay a great water, and the moon was full. Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere : ' The sequel of to-day unsolders all The goodliest fellowship of famous knights Whereof this world holds record. Such a sleep They sleep — the men I loved. I think that we Shall never more, at any future time, Delight our souls with talk of knightly deeds, Walking about the gardens and the halls 2O Of Camelot, as in the days that were. I perish by this people which I made, —...
Σελίδα 167 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Σελίδα 45 - In memory of the man but for whom had gone to wrack All that France saved from the fight whence England bore the bell. Go to Paris : rank on rank Search the heroes flung pell-mell On the Louvre, face and flank ! You shall look long enough ere you come to Herve
Σελίδα 136 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner, with the strange device, Excelsior...
Σελίδα 76 - This to me!" he said; — " An ' twere not for thy hoary beard, Such hand as Marmion's had not spared To cleave the Douglas' head ! And first, I tell thee, haughty peer, He who does England's message here, Although the meanest in her state, May well, proud Angus, be thy mate ! And Douglas, more, I tell thee here, Even in thy pitch of pride, Here in thy hold, thy vassals near, (Nay, never look upon your lord, And lay your hands upon your sword,) I tell thee, thou'rt defied!
Σελίδα 164 - Yet there is time!" IV At Aershot, up leaped of a sudden the sun, And against him the cattle stood black every one, To stare through the mist at us galloping past, And I saw my stout galloper Roland at last, With resolute shoulders, each butting away The haze, as some bluff river headland its spray...
Σελίδα 152 - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.