Ballads (Google eBook)

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Charles Scribner's Sons, 1890 - Ballads, English - 85 pages
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Page 89 - All day we hauled the frozen sheets, and got no further forth ; All day as cold as charity, in bitter pain and dread, For very life and nature, we tacked from head to head. We gave the South a wider berth, for there the...
Page 89 - CHRISTMAS AT SEA THE sheets were frozen hard, and they cut the naked hand ; The decks were like a slide, where a seaman scarce could stand ; The wind was a nor'wester, blowing squally off the sea ; And cliffs and spouting breakers were the only things a-lee. They heard the surf a-roaring before the break of day ; But 'twas only with the peep of light we saw how ill we lay. We tumbled every hand on deck instanter, with a shout, And we gave her the maintops'l, and stood by to go about.
Page 90 - The frost was on the village roofs as white as ocean foam; The good red fires were burning bright in every 'longshore home; The windows sparkled clear, and the chimneys volleyed out; And I vow we sniffed the victuals as the vessel went about.
Page 83 - And there on the giddy brink— "I will give you life, ye vermin, For the secret of the drink.
Page 82 - In graves that were like children's On many a mountain head, The Brewsters of the Heather Lay numbered with the dead. The king in the red moorland Rode on a summer's day ; And the bees hummed, and the curlews Cried beside the way. The king rode, and was angry, Black was his brow and pale, To rule in a land of heather And lack the Heather Ale. It fortuned that his vassals, Riding free on the heath, Came on a stone that was fallen And vermin hid beneath. Rudely plucked from their hiding, Never a word...
Page 90 - O well I saw the pleasant room, the pleasant faces there, My mother's silver spectacles, my father's silver hair; And well I saw the firelight, like a flight of homely elves, Go dancing round the china-plates that stand upon the shelves. And well I knew the talk they had, the talk that was of me, Of the shadow on the household and the son that went to sea; And...
Page 90 - I vow we sniffed the victuals as the vessel went about. The bells upon the church were rung with a mighty jovial cheer; For it's just that I should tell you how (of all days in the year) This day of our adversity was blessed Christmas morn, And the house above the coastguard's was the house where I was born.
Page 81 - From the bonny bells of heather They brewed a drink long-syne, Was sweeter far than honey, Was stronger far than wine. They brewed it and they drank it, And lay in a blessed swound For days and days together In their dwellings underground.
Page 84 - And it's I will tell the secret That I have sworn to keep." They took the son and bound him, Neck and heels in a thong, And a lad took him and swung him, And flung him far and strong, And the sea swallowed his body, Like that of a child of ten; — And there on the cliff stood the father, Last of the dwarfish men.
Page 90 - Lord, she'll never stand it," our first mate, Jackson, cried. ..." It's the one way or the other, Mr. Jackson," he replied. She staggered to her bearings, but the sails were new and good, And the ship smelt up to windward just as though she understood. As the winter's day was ending, in the entry of the night, We...

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