How We Took The Great Galleon (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Eighty men of Devon stood out to sweep the sea, To plough the Spanish Main, my boys, to plough ...
Eighty men of Devon stood out to sweep the sea, To plough the Spanish Main, my boys, to plough ...
It was the good ship Caroline,That ploughed the Channel foam,All for the sake of England's fame,Of country, king, and home.Staunch ...
Hushed is the midnight rush and roar, At rest the pulse that all day long Throbbed onward like the endless ...
From where the City's seething tide Rolls on unceasing, day by day,To yonder soaring dome aside A little turn, a ...
Did you see the poor old hooker, by the ocean wharf she lay?Her decks are foul with harbour grime, she ...
This is the lot of the English; — in many a page it is written, — To weep for ...
Flag that has flown o'er a thousand fields victorious,Flag that art first on the land and the seas,When hast thou ...
I MOTHER of ...
Saint George he was a fighting man, as all the tales do tell;He fought a battle long ago, and fought ...
A man there was, called — what you will; he came of an ancient breed:Sprung from the loins of the ...
Not for the wealth of thy teeming markets, Roaring factory, thronging way,Stern strong city of toil and commerce ...
O FAIR to see, scudding with gull-like motion, Or hovering poised on shadowing wings of snow;The ships that won ...
It was the old Vindictive out of Dover put to sea,And she sailed to the Lowlands low,With cruisers and with ...
As by the pool I wandered that lies so clear and stillWith tall old trees about it, hard by the ...
Hearken, hearken, hearken!Give ear, O ye nations, from afarTo the voice of the children of the Lion,As they gather from ...
Seized from strong foes by England's might, Gleaned from the world's-end far and wide,The trappings and the pomp of fight ...
Follow, follow, you who sicken where the throngs pulsate and thicken, Leave your doubting and your dreaming and your ...
I don't know who Saint Mawes was, but he surely can't have beenA stiff old stone gazebo on a carved ...
The old flag's flying from the rampart, The old flag's blown upon the breeze,And the old shame's blotted from ...
There's a wind up and a sighing along the waterside,And we're homeward bound at last on to-night's full tide:Round the ...
As I was a-walking on Chilbolton Down,I saw an old farmer there driving to town,A-jogging to market behind his old ...
Too good for the knacker, too poor for the lurry!Let him go to the army that buys in a hurry!Too ...
Beware! The sword of England Is in your hand to keep:Look that it be not tarnished Nor pilfered in your ...
Half across the world to westward there's a harbour that I know,Where the ships that load with lumber and the ...
Grey gloom the storm-clouds in the Orient far, Foreshadowing dark and anxious hours to be,Where Britain's rivals to her ...
Rise up, strong men of England; On outward journeys wend,To fight the fight of heroes, And chance what Fate may ...
The rally round the mother-land Is spreading far and near,For to every loyal Englishman That mother-land is dear.Although ...
Daughter of old England! Buckle on his sword:Forth to fight for England Goes your king and lord, —Goes ...
With loud talking and laughter, And a long, careless stride,He paces the crowded pathway, With head high in pride.And mean ...
Drake looked out to the English shoreFrom the port of Dead Man's Bay;He heard the din and the thunder of ...
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