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Admiral Amyas Leigh Amyas Preston Amyas's answered Appledore Armada asked awhile Ayacanora Bideford bishop boat brother cacique canoe Captain Cary Clovelly commandant crew cried dare dead dear deck devil Don Guzman Drake England English Eustace eyes face fear feet fight fire flag of Spain fleet follow forest Francis Drake Frank friends galleon girl gold Guayra hand Hawkins head heard heart heaven honour Indian Jack Brimblecombe John John Hawkins John Oxenham John Squire knew land laugh looked Lord master mercy mother never night Northam Omaguas once Orinoco Parracombe passed Piache poop poor Queen quoth Raleigh rose round sail Salterne Sefior Senor ship shot shouted Amyas side silent Smerwick smile soul Spain Spaniards Spanish stood sword tell thing thou thought told trees turned voice wild wind wonder
Page 40 - Who through faith subdued kingdoms, wrought righteousness, obtained promises, stopped the mouths of lions. Quenched the violence of fire, escaped the edge of the sword, out of weakness were made strong, waxed valiant in fight, turned to flight the armies of the aliens.
Page 123 - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
Page 316 - ... sea-fight, which was to determine whether Popery and despotism, or Protestantism and freedom, were the law which God had appointed for the half of Europe, and the whole of future America. It is a twelve days...
Page 74 - Devon), died with honour in the midst of the enemies in a small ship of his. For the English ships, being far the lesser, charged the enemy with marvellous agility ; and having discharged their broadsides, flew forth presently into the deep, and levelled their shot directly, without missing, at those great and unwieldy Spanish ships.
Page 267 - The Daughter of Debate, that eke discord doth sow, Shall reap no gain where former rule hath taught still peace to grow No foreign banished wight shall anchor in this port; Our realm it brooks no stranger's force, let them elsewhere resort. Our rusty sword with rest shall first his edge employ, To poll their tops that seek such change and gape for joy.
Page 321 - This was the most furious and bloody skirmish of all" (though ending only, it seems, in the capture of a great Venetian and some small craft), "in which the Lord Admiral fighting amidst his enemies...
Page 25 - I'll tell you what, brother Frank, you are a great deal wiser than me, I know; but I can't abide to see you turn up your nose as it were at God's good earth.
Page 299 - ... the short square face, the broad temples, the thick lips which are yet firm as granite. A coarse plebeian stamp of man : yet the whole figure and attitude are that of boundless determination, self-possession, energy; and when at last he speaks a few blunt words, all eyes are turned respectfully upon him , — for his name is Francis Drake.
Page 350 - An awful silence fell on every English soul. They heard not the roaring of wind and surge; they saw not the blinding flashes of the lightning; but they heard one long ear-piercing wail to every saint in heaven rise from five hundred human throats ; they saw the mighty ship heel over from the wind, and sweep headlong down the cataract of the race, plunging her yards into the foam, and showing her whole black side even to her keel, till she rolled clean over, and vanished for ever and ever. "Shame!