Ocean lays; or, The sea, the ship, and the sailor, poems, chiefly selected by J. Longmuir, 113 tomas1864 |
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... blast that wakes the fury of the Sea ? Oh God ! Thy justice makes the world turn pale , When on the armed fleet , that royally Bears down the surges , carrying war to smite Some city or invade some thoughtless realm , Descends the ...
... blast that wakes the fury of the Sea ? Oh God ! Thy justice makes the world turn pale , When on the armed fleet , that royally Bears down the surges , carrying war to smite Some city or invade some thoughtless realm , Descends the ...
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... blast blows hard , And puffs them wide of hope . With hearts of proof , Full against wind and tide , some win their way ; And when strong effort has deserved the port , And tugged it into view ! ' tis won ! ' tis lost ! Though strong ...
... blast blows hard , And puffs them wide of hope . With hearts of proof , Full against wind and tide , some win their way ; And when strong effort has deserved the port , And tugged it into view ! ' tis won ! ' tis lost ! Though strong ...
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... blast that round the cavern howls , Mixed with the murmurs of the falling main ) Addressed , began : -By Fate commissioned , go , My sister - goddess , now , to yon blest isle , Henceforth the partner of my rough domain , All my dread ...
... blast that round the cavern howls , Mixed with the murmurs of the falling main ) Addressed , began : -By Fate commissioned , go , My sister - goddess , now , to yon blest isle , Henceforth the partner of my rough domain , All my dread ...
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... And the ship's bell faintly tolling ; Saviour ! on the boisterous sea Bid us rest secure in Thee . Blast and surge conflicting , hoarse , Sweep us on with headlong force ; And the bark , which tempests urge , Moans and Mrs Hemans,
... And the ship's bell faintly tolling ; Saviour ! on the boisterous sea Bid us rest secure in Thee . Blast and surge conflicting , hoarse , Sweep us on with headlong force ; And the bark , which tempests urge , Moans and Mrs Hemans,
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... blast ; There , rolled in masses dark and swelling , As proud to be the thunder's dwelling ! While some , already burst and riven , Seem melting down the verge of heaven ; As though the infant - storm had rent The mighty womb that ...
... blast ; There , rolled in masses dark and swelling , As proud to be the thunder's dwelling ! While some , already burst and riven , Seem melting down the verge of heaven ; As though the infant - storm had rent The mighty womb that ...
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bark beam bear beauty beneath billows blast blue brave break breast breath breeze bright calm clouds course danger dark dead death deck deep distant dread earth fair faith fear floating foam friends gale gaze glory glow grave hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour keep land leave light living lone look mariner mast meet mighty morning never night o'er ocean pale passed peace prayer raging rest rise roar rock roll rose round sail sailor saying scene seemed ship shore side sinks sleep smile soul sound spirit stand star storm strong surge sweep sweet swell tears tell tempest thee things thou thought tide turns vessel voice wandering watch waters waves wide wild winds wings wreck
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xxiii psl. - Dark-heaving ; boundless, endless, and sublime The image of Eternity the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
30 psl. - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea!
106 psl. - Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem.
177 psl. - Toll for the brave ! The brave that are no more ! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave, Whose courage well was tried, Had made the vessel heel, And laid her on her side. A land breeze shook the shrouds, And she was overset ; Down went the Royal George, With all her crew complete.
146 psl. - How beautiful she is] How fair She lies within those arms, that press Her form with many a soft caress Of tenderness and watchful care!
116 psl. - Down sunk the bell with a gurgling sound, The bubbles rose and burst around ; Quoth Sir Ralph, "The next who comes to the Rock Won't bless the Abbot of Aberbrothok.
70 psl. - As we pac'd along Upon tHe giddy footing of the hatches, Methought, that Gloster stumbled; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, over-board, Into the tumbling billows of the main.
117 psl. - On the deck the Rover takes his stand; So dark it is, they see no land. Quoth Sir Ralph, "It will be lighter soon, For there is the dawn of the rising Moon.
145 psl. - The ocean old, Centuries old, Strong as youth, and as uncontrolled, Paces restless to and fro, Up and down the sands of gold. His beating heart is not at rest; And far and wide, With ceaseless flow, His beard of snow Heaves with the heaving of his breast.