 Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm." They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the...  Transactions - 439 ページGlasgow Archaeological Society 著 - 1868全文表示 - この書籍について
 | John Edward Patterson - 1913 - 432 ページ
...three, When the lift 4 grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers loosed, and the topmasts lap ; ' It was sic a deadly storm : And the waves cam' ower the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. l and * As will be enough. 3 An old superstition,... | |
 | Cora Morton - 1917 - 184 ページ
...When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, 55 And gurly grew the sea. 15. The anchors brake, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm, And the waves came o'er the broken ship Till a' her sides were torn. 60 16. ' O where will I get a gude sailor, To... | |
 | Frances Jenkins Olcott - 1920 - 434 ページ
...but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the top-masts lap, It was sic a deadly storm;...o'er the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. "0 where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast; To... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - 1920 ページ
...barely three. When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. s& The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap. It was sic a deadly storm : And the waves cam owre the broken ship Till a' her sides were torn. &• " O where will I get a gude sailor, To take... | |
 | Alice Meynell - 1923 - 260 ページ
...but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the top-masts lap, It was sic a deadly storm; And the waves cam ower the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. " O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm... | |
 | Rollo La Verne Lyman, Howard Copeland Hill - 1925 - 736 ページ
...but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud. And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap. It was sic a deadly storm: And the waves cam owre the broken ship Till a' her sides were torn. "Oh where will I get a gude sailor To take my helm... | |
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