Hymn To Life (James Schuyler Poems)
The wind rests its cheek upon the ground and feels the cool dampAnd lifts its head with twigs and small ...
The wind rests its cheek upon the ground and feels the cool dampAnd lifts its head with twigs and small ...
Effingham, Grenville, Raleigh, Drake,Here's to the bold and free!Benbow, Collingwood, Byron, Blake,Hail to the Kings of the Sea!Admirals all, for ...
We saw the ships come in,The whole sixteen !And sixteen thousand men, our kith and kin,Manned the white ships as ...
1Let us go where there are varied craftsAnd trades -- shashlik and chebureki,Where trousers on a sign give usThe idea ...
Red blossoms to the rosy earth I bring:The sharp-thorned briar for me is all aflush.I set red holly-hocks a-blossomingRosier than ...
Sun-child, as you watched the rain Beat the pane, Saw the garden of your ...
The sunset lingered in the pale green West: In rosy wastes the low soft evening starWoke; while the last white ...
October 21: 1805Heard ye the thunder of battle Low in the South and afar?Saw ye the flash of the death-cloud ...
Now the Wobble went out on the roaring tide,With a dry dog trotting along by its side;Went over the sea ...
When Drake sailed out from Devon to break King Phillip's pride,He had great ships at his bidding and little ones ...
Queens' ships, Queens' ships.Gloriana's mariners,Putting forth to seaAfire to beard the SpaniardWherever he may be .Hanging on the Plate fleets' ...
You can brag about the famous men you know; You may boast about the great men you have met,Parsons, eloquent ...
From the undiscovered deep Where the blessed lie at ease --Since the ancient navies keep Empire of the ...
The Pobble who has no toes Had once as many as we; When they said "Some day you may lose ...
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
Alone in Sutton with Fynbos my orange cat A long weekend of wind and rain drowning The tumultuous flurry of ...
Somebody is shooting at something in our town -- A dull pom, pom in the Sunday street. Jealousy can open ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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