Poems of English heroism, collected and arranged, with notes, by C.A. AuchmutyArthur Compton Auchmuty 1882 |
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... turn'd to shameful flight ; For the Lord God of valour the perjured men with- stood , And cast His guarding shield of truth over the pure and good . By sword without and fear within the one side was opprest ; The other by the favouring ...
... turn'd to shameful flight ; For the Lord God of valour the perjured men with- stood , And cast His guarding shield of truth over the pure and good . By sword without and fear within the one side was opprest ; The other by the favouring ...
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... turn'd to flight , on that famed Picard field , Bohemia's plume , and Genoa's bow , and Cæsar's eagle shield . So glared he when at Agincourt in wrath he turn'd to bay , And crush'd and torn beneath his claws the princely hunters lay ...
... turn'd to flight , on that famed Picard field , Bohemia's plume , and Genoa's bow , and Cæsar's eagle shield . So glared he when at Agincourt in wrath he turn'd to bay , And crush'd and torn beneath his claws the princely hunters lay ...
Side 70
... turn'd my back upon Don or devil yet . " V. Sir Richard spoke and he laugh'd , and we roar'd a hurrah , and so The little Revenge ran on sheer into the heart of the foe , With her hundred fighters on deck , and her ninety sick below ...
... turn'd my back upon Don or devil yet . " V. Sir Richard spoke and he laugh'd , and we roar'd a hurrah , and so The little Revenge ran on sheer into the heart of the foe , With her hundred fighters on deck , and her ninety sick below ...
Side 80
... turn'd together : one to die Fighting for freedom on the battle - field ; The other , far more happy , to become A name earth wears for ever next her heart ; One of the few that have a right to rank With the true Makers : for his spirit ...
... turn'd together : one to die Fighting for freedom on the battle - field ; The other , far more happy , to become A name earth wears for ever next her heart ; One of the few that have a right to rank With the true Makers : for his spirit ...
Side 114
... slowly , then re - pass . They tarried , the waves tarried , for their prey ! The sea turn'd one clear smile ! Like things asleep Those dark shapes in the azure silence lay , As 114 POEMS OF ENGLISH HEROISM . THE LOSS OF THE BIRKENHEAD.
... slowly , then re - pass . They tarried , the waves tarried , for their prey ! The sea turn'd one clear smile ! Like things asleep Those dark shapes in the azure silence lay , As 114 POEMS OF ENGLISH HEROISM . THE LOSS OF THE BIRKENHEAD.
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Poems of English Heroism, Collected and Arranged, with Notes, by C.A. Auchmuty Arthur Compton Auchmuty Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
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arms ballad banner of England battle BATTLE OF BRUNANBURH BATTLE OF LEWES Black Prince blood bold brave Brihtnoth broke Cannon cheerful Cheviat crown dead death deeds deep died doth doughty Douglas Duke Earl earth England blew English fame father fell fierce fight fleet fought France French glorious glory grace Hampden hand Harry hath heart heaven Henry IV HENRY OF MONMOUTH honour Hotspur Howard John Hampden King Harold King Henry land Light Brigade lord Percy merry England mighty mourning never night noble Northumberland o'er peace praise Ridley Rode roof our banner round Saint Crispin's day SHAKSPERE shame shatter'd ships Simon de Montfort Sir Richard slain soldier soul spirit stood storm stormy winds sword Talbot TENNYSON thee thou art thro Tividale topmost roof Tostig turn'd victory voice Warmen wave WILLIAM WILBERFORCE winds do blow wounds
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Side 38 - This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise ; This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war ; This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, S Against the envy of less happier lands ; This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England...
Side 38 - This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands ; This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear...
Side 118 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Side 142 - Be of good comfort, Master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Side 51 - That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse: We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Side 103 - Lead out the pageant : sad and slow, As fits an universal woe, Let the long long procession go, And let the sorrowing crowd about it grow, And let the mournful martial music blow ' The last great Englishman is low.
Side 39 - Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds. That England that was wont to conquer others Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.
Side 89 - Now, when I think of thee, and what thou art, Verily, in the bottom of my heart, Of those unfilial fears I am ashamed. For dearly must we prize thee ; we who find In thee a bulwark for the cause of men ; And I by my affection was beguiled : What wonder if a Poet now...
Side 100 - Still thou turnedst, and still Beckonedst the trembler, and still Gavest the weary thy hand. If, in the paths of the world, Stones might have wounded thy feet, Toil or dejection have tried Thy spirit, of that we saw Nothing — to us thou wast still Cheerful, and helpful, and firm! Therefore to thee it was given Many to save with thyself; And, at the end of thy day, O faithful shepherd! to come, Bringing thy sheep in thy hand.
Side 71 - Four galleons drew away From the Spanish fleet that day, And two upon the larboard and two upon the starboard lay, And the battle-thunder broke from them all. But anon the great San Philip...