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" 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... "
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Glasgow Archaeological Society 著 - 1868
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Six Centuries of English Poetry: Tennyson to Chaucer : Typical Selections ...

James Baldwin - 1892 - 316 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...the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. " O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast, To see...

The History of Civilisation in Scotland, 第 1 巻

John Mackintosh - 1892 - 488 ページ
...but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The aukera brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm ; And the wavea came o'er the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. And mony was the feather bed That floated...

Abbotsford Series of the Scottish Poets,

George Eyre-Todd - 1893 - 344 ページ
...and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The anchors brak, and the top-masts lap 3, 3 sprang. It was sic a deadly storm ; And the waves cam' o'er the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. "O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast, To see...

The Ballad Minstrelsy of Scotland

1893 - 700 ページ
...barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind-blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. 18 The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm; And the waves came o'er the broken ship Till all her sides were torn. 19 "Oh, where will I get a gude sailor To take...

The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1895 - 650 ページ
...formulae of the Iliad recnn in the Odyssey. * suffice. * the eighth part of a peck. F 2 The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap. It was sic a deadly storm...o'er the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. *O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast, To see...

The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various ..., 第 1 巻

Matthew Arnold - 1895 - 652 ページ
...formulae of the Iliad recnrj in the Odyssey. * suffice. * the eighth part of a peck. P 2 The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm ; And the waves cam o'er the broken ship, Till a1 her sides were torn. 'O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to...

The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various ..., 第 1 巻

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1899 - 626 ページ
...the formulae of the Iliad recur in the Odyssey. - suffice. * the eighth part of a peck. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm...o'er the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. 'O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast, To see...

The English Poets, 第 1 巻

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1901 - 628 ページ
...the formulae of the Iliad recur in the Odyssey. * suffice. * the eighth part of a peck. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm...o'er the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. 'O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast, To see...

The Fireside Encyclopedia of Poetry: Comprising the Best Poems of the Most ...

Henry Troth Coates - 1901 - 1080 ページ
...but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sen. The ankers meek-eyed Peace ; She, erown'd with olive green, came...through the turning sphere His ready harbinger, W " Oh where will I get u gude sailor To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall topmast To see...

Golden Numbers: Poems for Children and Young People

Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin, Nora Archibald Smith - 1902 - 772 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...the broken ship, Till a' her sides were torn. " O where will I get a gude sailor, To tak' my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mar^. Tales...




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