The Yarn of the (John Masefield Poems)
The Loch Achray was a clipper tallWith seven-and-twenty hands in all.Twenty to hand and reef and haul,A skipper to sail ...
The Loch Achray was a clipper tallWith seven-and-twenty hands in all.Twenty to hand and reef and haul,A skipper to sail ...
The slender snail clings to the leaf, Gray on its silvered underside: And slowly, slowlier than the snail, with brief Bright steps, whose ...
LEAVES and rain and the days of the year,(Water-willow and wellaway,)All these fall, and my soul gives ear,And she is ...
A LONG lean bar of silver spans The ebon-rippled water-way,And like a lost moon's errant ray Strikes on the passing caravans.Ghost ships ...
By none but me can the tale be told,The butcher of Rouen, poor Berold.(Lands are swayed by a King on ...
In old Japan, by creek and bay,The blue plum-blossoms blow,Where birds with sea-blue plumage gayThrough sea-blue branches go:Dragons are coiling ...
This path will tell me where dark daisies dance To the white sycamores that dell them in; Where ...
LEAVES and rain and the days of the year, (Water-willow and wellaway,) All these fall, and my soul gives ear, ...
I deemed thy garments, O my Hope, were grey,So far I viewed thee. Now the space betweenIs passed at length; ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
The Loch Achray was a clipper tall With seven-and-twenty hands in all. Twenty to hand and reef and haul, A ...
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