 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 páginas
...dreaming ear melted away. (1. 21-24) The Serf POETRY QUOTATIONS Campion ye Mariners of England 10 Ye under running laughter. (I. 1—5) 7 the breeze! (1. 1-4) 11 Britannia needs no bulwarks. No towers along the steep; Her march is o'er the... | |
 | Essex Institute - 1870 - 348 páginas
...singing like round-shot through walls of oak : Ye mariners of England, That guard our native seas, Whoso flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and...glorious standard launch again. To match another foe. Ami sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow! Where the buttle ragos loud and long, And... | |
 | Helen Cooper, Sally Mapstone - 1997 - 392 páginas
...scarce I heed 'These wounds; — yet thee to leave is death, is death indeed.' Ye Matiners of EnglandI That guard our native seas: Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The hatrle, and the breezeI Your glorinus standard launch again To mateh another foe And sweep Through... | |
 | M. B. Synge - 2013 - 237 páginas
...with more far-reaching results than even Oliver Cromwell could foresee. 30. TWO FAMOUS AJDMIBALS. " And sweep through the deep While the stormy winds do blow, While the battle rages long and loud, And the stormy winds do blow." — CAHPBELIi. CEOMWBLL had conquered all upon the land.... | |
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The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave: Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow:... 
