Their Canoe TripRoberts Brothers, 1889 - 260 pages |
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Page 102 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Page 157 - So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!
Page 40 - A LIFE on the ocean wave, A home on the rolling deep, Where the scattered waters rave, And the winds their revels keep! Like an eagle caged, I pine On this dull, unchanging shore: Oh!
Page 188 - By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps.
Page 154 - s asleep by thy murmuring stream — Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen, Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den, Thou green-crested lapwing, thy screaming forbear, I charge you disturb not my slumbering fair ! How lofty, sweet Afton, thy...
Page 179 - ST. PATRICK WAS A GENTLEMAN. Он ! St. Patrick was a gentleman, Who came of decent people ; He built a church in Dublin town, And on it put a steeple.
Page 259 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set : May'st hear the merry din." He holds him with his skinny hand, "There was a ship,
Page 71 - s in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart 's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart 's in the Highlands wherever I go.