Ocean lays; or, The sea, the ship, and the sailor, poems, chiefly selected by J. Longmuir, 113 tomas1864 |
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... , hope , Then weakness , grief , disease . Oh , glory of the morning ! Oh , ye gifted , young , and brave ! What end have ye but midnight ? What find ye but the grave ? L. E. L. SUNSET AT SEA . 27 SUNSET AT SEA . How 26 OCEAN LAYS . E L ,
... , hope , Then weakness , grief , disease . Oh , glory of the morning ! Oh , ye gifted , young , and brave ! What end have ye but midnight ? What find ye but the grave ? L. E. L. SUNSET AT SEA . 27 SUNSET AT SEA . How 26 OCEAN LAYS . E L ,
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... brave Those abysses richly pave : If beneath the briny deep We with them should coldly sleep , Saviour ! o'er the ' whelming sea Take our ransomed souls to Thee . MRS SIGOURNEY . THE VARIOUS ASPECTS OF THE SEA . 3 33 THE 32 OCEAN LAYS ...
... brave Those abysses richly pave : If beneath the briny deep We with them should coldly sleep , Saviour ! o'er the ' whelming sea Take our ransomed souls to Thee . MRS SIGOURNEY . THE VARIOUS ASPECTS OF THE SEA . 3 33 THE 32 OCEAN LAYS ...
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... brave and fair were dying , Wave ! didst mark a white hand clasp In thy folds , as thou wert flying ? Hast thou seen the hallowed rock Where the pride of kings reposes , Crowned with many a misty lock , 61 Wreathed with sapphire , green ...
... brave and fair were dying , Wave ! didst mark a white hand clasp In thy folds , as thou wert flying ? Hast thou seen the hallowed rock Where the pride of kings reposes , Crowned with many a misty lock , 61 Wreathed with sapphire , green ...
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... And the youthful and the brave , With their beauty and renown , To the hollow chambers of the wave In darkness have gone down . THE VOICE OF THE WAVES . 66 They are vanished 64 OCEAN LAYS . The Voice of the Waves, Mrs Hemans,
... And the youthful and the brave , With their beauty and renown , To the hollow chambers of the wave In darkness have gone down . THE VOICE OF THE WAVES . 66 They are vanished 64 OCEAN LAYS . The Voice of the Waves, Mrs Hemans,
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... brave , Beats not the curlew in its pride , Which mounts the stormiest wave . The Sea ! the Sea ! the moonlit Sea ! How calm its slumbering tides ! A weather - shore upon her lee , The bark in safety glides . The steersman keeps his ...
... brave , Beats not the curlew in its pride , Which mounts the stormiest wave . The Sea ! the Sea ! the moonlit Sea ! How calm its slumbering tides ! A weather - shore upon her lee , The bark in safety glides . The steersman keeps his ...
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amid BAMBOROUGH CASTLE bark beam beauty beneath billows blast blue bosom brave breast breath breeze bright brow calm clouds coral crew dark dead death deck deep distant dread DUNNOTTAR CASTLE earth ELIZA COOK fcap fear floating foam gale gaze gleam glide gloom glorious glory glow grave hath hear heard heart heaven heaving HENRY KIRKE WHITE hope hour Inchcape Rock Ingulphed JOANNA BAILLIE JOHN BUNYAN light lone long watch LONGMUIR mariner MARINER'S mast mighty morning night o'er ocean pale peace prayer raging rest rise roar rock roll round sail sailor sand sea-bird seamen shine ship SHIPWRECKED shore shrouds sigh sinks skies sleep smile song soul sound spirit star Star of Bethlehem storm surge sweep sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou thunder tide trembling Twas vessel voice wandering watch waters waves saying weep White Ship wild winds wings wreck
Populiarios ištraukos
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.