 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
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...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. 44 O where will I get a gude sailor To tak my helm... | |
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