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Seite 285 - When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green ; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen ; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away ; Young blood must have its course, lad. And every dog his day.
Seite 286 - I once had a sweet little doll, dears, The prettiest doll in the world ; Her cheeks were so red and so white, dears, And her hair was so charmingly curled. But I lost my poor little doll, dears, As I played in the heath one day ; And I cried for her more than a week, dears ; But I never could find where she lay. I found my poor little doll, dears. As I played in the heath one day : Folks say she is terribly changed, dears, For her paint is all washed away, And her arm trodden off by the cows, dears,...
Seite 284 - Play by me, bathe in me, mother and child. Dank and foul, dank and foul, By the smoky town in its murky cowl ; Foul and dank, foul and dank, By wharf and sewer and slimy bank ; Darker and darker the further I go, Baser and baser the richer I grow; Who dare sport with the sin-defiled ? Shrink from me, turn from me, mother and child.
Seite 235 - Out of all the seas: But the black North-easter, Through the snow-storm hurled, Drives our English hearts of oak Seaward round the world. Come, as came our fathers, Heralded by thee, Conquering from the eastward, Lords by land and sea. Come; and strong within us Stir the Vikings' blood; Bracing brain and sinew; Blow, thou wind of God!
Seite 212 - Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbor bar be moaning. Three corpses lay out on the shining sands In the morning gleam as the tide went down, And the women are weeping and wringing their hands For those who will never come home to the town; For men must work, and women must weep — And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep — And good-bye to the bar and its moaning.
Seite 212 - And they trimmed the lamps as the sun went down ; They looked at the squall, and they looked at the shower, And the night-rack came rolling up ragged and brown. But men must work, and women must weep, Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbor bar be moaning.
Seite 117 - Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also thine own people, and thy father's house ; so shall the King greatly desire thy beauty : for He is thy Lord ; and worship thou Him.
Seite 78 - Oh ! that we two were Maying Down the stream of the soft spring breeze : Like children with violets playing In the shade of the whispering trees. Oh ! that we two sat dreaming On the sward of some sheep-trimmed down Watching the white mist steaming Over river and mead and town. Oh I that we two lay sleeping In our nest in the churchyard sod, With our limbs at rest on the quiet earth's breast, And our souls at home with God ! LEW.
Seite 216 - AIRLY BEACON. Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon ; O the pleasant sight to see Shires and towns from Airly Beacon, While my love climbed up to me ! Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon ; O the happy hours we lay Deep in fern on Airly Beacon, Courting through the summer's day ! Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon ; O the weary haunt for me, All alone on Airly Beacon With his baby on my knee ! A BOAT-SONG.