The Quest Of The Queen (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
All on a windy morn in lusty March,Rode Godwin hawking thro' his father's woodsAnd singing as he rode: stalwart was ...
All on a windy morn in lusty March,Rode Godwin hawking thro' his father's woodsAnd singing as he rode: stalwart was ...
In Salthouse Dock as I did pass one day not long ago,I chanced to meet a sailorman that once I ...
By Chinese Charley's junk-store, by the Panama Saloon,Where 'longshore loafers lean and spit, at morning, night, and noon, —All among ...
Eighty men of Devon stood out to sweep the sea, To plough the Spanish Main, my boys, to plough ...
O, hearts leapt up lightly, and steel flashed out ready, When the Light Dragoons formed for combat that day,To ...
The Western Ocean rolls and roarsFrom Sandy Hook to Europe's shores,From Fastnet Light to Portland, Maine,And Newport News and back ...
Twelve o' the clock! the nightmare hours Crawl through my brain like years;All the hot sleepless night I hear ...
As I went down the Portsmouth Road, a careless, rambling fellow,The stormcock whistled on the bough, a stave both loud ...
He had done with fleets and squadrons, with the restless, roaming seas,He had found the quiet haven he desired,And he ...
The "Bride" o' Leith swings out to sea, Breasting the snow-white foam,And the pier is thronged with waving hands, ...
Throned like an empress on the south-most height, Keen, clear and brave, her eyes gaze northward farTo where, still ...
IWe shipped a sea on Christmas night — On Christmas night, on Christmas night! — From ...
We left the murk of Merseyside, we left the flaring town;All smouldering red by Spanish Head the stormy sun went ...
She hauled through the dock-gates when morning was youngAnd chill on the water the river mist hung,And the chaps on ...
The watchfires died away from the bivouac on the hill,And o'er the mountain-tops the dawn crept cold and slow,And in ...
Hark for'ard, hark for'ard, hark for'ard, to hills where OctoberLingers awhile in his vesture resplendent yet sober,Where, salt with the ...
O shipmates all, as you lay sleeping(Blow, boys, blow!)Across the world the day came creeping(Blow, boys, bully boys, blow!)With a ...
Last night when I left her my true love was weeping For sorrow at parting, but parting must be: ...
Lovely is the white town, and smiling it liesWith little green gardens underneath the blue skies,Days so full of sunshine, ...
In the high halls of morning, Where the red dawnlights glow,On the threshold of sunrise Four buglers stand arow,In the ...
We in our citied ease, Far from the noise of war,Often we think on you, Sentries by gates ...
She took her tide and she passed the Bar with the first o' the morning light;She dipped her flag to ...
By Ribble's gleaming riverThe morning mists are grey,Where the dew-drowned copses quiverWith the deepening green of May.And it's hey to ...
Through yon little planting, by yonder streamside,Where Ribble's sweet waters flow softly and wide,While the dew's on the meadows it's ...
I rose up one bright winter's morning:My heart was as heavy as lead;I thought to go mope in the garden,But ...
Over hill and valley, flame, O king of morning, Before thee in thy glory the hoary vapours scud,Bring forth thy ...
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