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 ...
IShe was spoken off Saint Vincent, outward bound . . .Some lumber-laden barque from Puget Sound,Heaving her sodden deck-load through ...
Down at Devine's Hotel — where night and dayThe noises of the harbour find their way,The endless stir of ships ...
The king was lonely, the king was sad,Sad in his youth, when the world was glad:Sick at heart on his ...
In the field the farm-folk call, One and ...
All alone I went a-walking by the London Docks one day,For to see the ships discharging in the basins where ...
I never did 'ave no use for Germans (said Bill the bosun to me,As he sat on the after hatchway ...
When I was a lad and went to seaIn Seventy-seven or six maybe,There was ten tall ships on MerseysideDid sail ...
In a sailormen's restaurant Rotherhithe way,Where the din of the docksides is loud all the day,And the breezes come bringing ...
Father, I gave my gold and gear, Cattle and goods full tale,To save my soul from utter dark: ...
We sighted her one day early; the forenoon watch was begun,There was mist like wool on the water, and a ...
Hushed is the midnight rush and roar, At rest the pulse that all day long Throbbed onward like the endless ...
Ever the story liveth of the fight on the far hillside,Fraught with the ancient sorrow that is brother born of ...
In Lady Dock, in Lady Dock, the ships from far and wideLay down their loads of fragrant deals the dusky ...
He had done with fleets and squadrons, with the restless, roaming seas,He had found the quiet haven he desired,And he ...
Take the boat to the bounds of the ocean, Away to the ends of the earth:We've a heritage no one ...
I MOTHER of ...
Oh, there's places up and down that are queer and quaint and pretty;Sydney's a pleasant port, Frisco's a giddy city;But ...
Silent the ruined house, slowly rotting and falling;Empty the great barns, dumb and lifeless and blind;But for the thin voices ...
As I was a-walking down Paradise Street,A bonny young maiden I chanced for to meet;She gave me good-morning all as ...
Last night in the Baltic Tavern tapI met, Mike said, "a longshore chapAnd said, 'Don't sailorin' look queerWith all them ...
Oh, sweet is life in living, And earth is fair and sweet,When limbs are strong and supple, And ...
When days are getting' short an' cold, an' the long nights begin,With waves like mountains rollin' high, an' the norther ...
First I knowed Casey him an' me was young,An' many a yard we h'isted, an' many a stave we sungIn ...
Great captains of the bygone days, — Whose spirits 'mid our spirits lurk, —Who fearless trod the ocean ways, Look ...
We who are gone from the lands that are dear to us, We who were merry in days that ...
The spire at Gerrans Churchtown, it stands up bold and high,It stands above the harbour and sees the ships go ...
I leaned on the taffrail, I saw the day dyingLike a flock of gay birds round the royal yards flying;High ...
Times, they say, must change, and folks must change with 'em too:That's how it is in the West, now the ...
As I went down by Hastings Mill I lingered in my goingTo smell the smell of piled-up deals and feel ...
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