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... took three turns in the rain , an ' I watch'd him , an ' when he came in I felt that my heart was hard , he was all wet thro ' to the skin , An ' I never said ' off wi ' the wet , ' I never said ' on wi ' the dry , ' So I knew my heart ...
... took three turns in the rain , an ' I watch'd him , an ' when he came in I felt that my heart was hard , he was all wet thro ' to the skin , An ' I never said ' off wi ' the wet , ' I never said ' on wi ' the dry , ' So I knew my heart ...
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... took no life , but he took one purse , and when all was done He flung it among his fellows - I'll none of it , said my son . VIII . I came into court to the Judge and the lawyers . I told them my tale , God's own truth - but they kill'd ...
... took no life , but he took one purse , and when all was done He flung it among his fellows - I'll none of it , said my son . VIII . I came into court to the Judge and the lawyers . I told them my tale , God's own truth - but they kill'd ...
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... - like San Philip that , of fifteen hundred tons , And up - shadowing high above us with her yawning tiers of guns , Took the breath from our sails , and we stay'd . VII . And while now the great San Philip hung 44 THE REVENGE .
... - like San Philip that , of fifteen hundred tons , And up - shadowing high above us with her yawning tiers of guns , Took the breath from our sails , and we stay'd . VII . And while now the great San Philip hung 44 THE REVENGE .
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... took her thence , and brought her here , and here She bore a child , whom reverently we call'd Edith ; and in the second year was born A second- this I named from her own self , Evelyn ; then two weeks- -no more- -she joined , In and ...
... took her thence , and brought her here , and here She bore a child , whom reverently we call'd Edith ; and in the second year was born A second- this I named from her own self , Evelyn ; then two weeks- -no more- -she joined , In and ...
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... took to she : But Nelly , the last of the cletch , ' I liked ' er the fust on ' em all , Fur hoffens we talkt o ' my darter es died o ' the fever at fall : An ' I thowt ' twur the will o ' the Lord , but Miss Annie she said it wur ...
... took to she : But Nelly , the last of the cletch , ' I liked ' er the fust on ' em all , Fur hoffens we talkt o ' my darter es died o ' the fever at fall : An ' I thowt ' twur the will o ' the Lord , but Miss Annie she said it wur ...
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Page 40 - AT FLORES in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay, And a pinnace, like a flutter'd bird, came flying from far away : ' Spanish ships of war at sea ! we have sighted fifty-three ! ' Then sware Lord Thomas Howard : ' "Fore God I am no coward ; But I cannot meet them here, for my ships are out of gear, And the half my men are sick. I must fly, but follow quick. We are six ships of the line; can we fight with fifty-three?
Page 47 - ... and the fifty-three. Ship after ship, the whole night long, their high-built galleons came, Ship after ship, the whole night long, with her battlethunder and flame; Ship after ship, the whole night long, drew back with her dead and her shame. For some were sunk and many were shatter'd, and so could fight us no more — God of battles, was ever a battle like this in the world before? X For he said, "Fight on! fight on!
Page 158 - OUT of the deep, my child, out of the deep, From that great deep, before our world begins, Whereon the Spirit of God moves as he will— Out of the deep, my child, out of the deep, From that true world within the world we see, Whereof our world is but the bounding shore...
Page 111 - ... again in our ears ! All on a sudden the garrison utter a jubilant shout, Havelock's glorious Highlanders answer with conquering cheers, Sick from the hospital echo them, women and children come out, Blessing the wholesome white faces of Havelock's good fusileers, Kissing the war-harden'd hand of the Highlander wet with their tears ! Dance to the pibroch ! — saved ! we are saved ! — is it you ? is it you ? Saved by the valour of Havelock, saved by the blessing of Heaven ! ' Hold it for fifteen...
Page 93 - said Emmie, 'but then if I call to the Lord, How should he know that it's me ? such a lot of beds in the ward ! ' That was a puzzle for Annie. Again she...
Page 159 - Out of the deep, my child, out of the deep, From that true world within the world we see, Whereof our world is but the bounding shore — Out of the deep, Spirit, out of the deep, With this ninth moon, that sends the hidden sun Down yon dark sea, thou comest, darling boy. n. For in the world, which is not ours, They said 'Let us make man...
Page 48 - And half of the rest of us maimed for life In the crash of the cannonades and the desperate strife; And the sick men down in the hold were most of them stark and cold, And the pikes were all broken or bent, and the powder was all of it spent...
Page 50 - And the stately Spanish men to their flagship bore him then, Where they laid him by the mast, old Sir Richard caught at last, And they praised him to his face with their courtly foreign grace; But he rose upon their decks, and he cried: 'I have fought for Queen and Faith like a valiant man and true; I have only done my duty as a man is bound to do: With a joyful spirit I Sir Richard Grenville die!
Page 52 - Revenge with a swarthier alien crew, no And away she sail'd with her loss and long'd for her own; When a wind from the lands they had ruin'd awoke from sleep, And the water began to heave and the weather to moan, And or ever that evening ended a great gale blew, And a wave like the wave that is raised by an earthquake grew...
Page 18 - God's own truth — but they kill'd him, they kill'd him for robbing the mail. They hang'd him in chains for a show — we had always borne a good name — To be hang'd for a thief — and then put away — isn't that enough shame?