In honorem, songs of the brave, poems and odes by Campbell [and others].1856 |
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... peace return . Then , then , ye ocean - warriors ! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name , When the storm has ceased to blow ; When the fiery fight is heard no more , And the storm has ceased to blow . III . Britannia ...
... peace return . Then , then , ye ocean - warriors ! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name , When the storm has ceased to blow ; When the fiery fight is heard no more , And the storm has ceased to blow . III . Britannia ...
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... peace return . Then , then , ye ocean - warriors ! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name , When the storm has ceased to blow ; When the fiery fight is heard no more , And the storm has ceased to blow . III . Britannia ...
... peace return . Then , then , ye ocean - warriors ! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name , When the storm has ceased to blow ; When the fiery fight is heard no more , And the storm has ceased to blow . III . Britannia ...
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... peace return . Then , then , ye ocean - warriors ! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name , When the storm has ceased to blow ; When the fiery fight is heard no more , And the storm has ceased to blow . เป H HARAL BY ...
... peace return . Then , then , ye ocean - warriors ! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name , When the storm has ceased to blow ; When the fiery fight is heard no more , And the storm has ceased to blow . เป H HARAL BY ...
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Honor. THE SOLDIER'S RETURN . BY ROBERT BURNS . WHEN wild war's deadly blast was blawn , And gentle peace returning , Wi ' mony a sweet babe fatherless , And mony a widow mourning , I left the lines and tented field , Where lang I'd been ...
Honor. THE SOLDIER'S RETURN . BY ROBERT BURNS . WHEN wild war's deadly blast was blawn , And gentle peace returning , Wi ' mony a sweet babe fatherless , And mony a widow mourning , I left the lines and tented field , Where lang I'd been ...
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adamantine lips ain dear Maid ALFRED TENNYSON Ardennes waves Balaclava battle rages loud BIRKET FOSTER blast was blawn brave Burial of Sir ceased to blow dead of night Death Rode deep DUNCAN EDWARD DUNCAN EDWARD DUNCAN EDWARD fame feast shall flow flag of England Flash'd GEORGE THOMAS glorious standard launch glory HALF a league hame HARRAL hearts Honour HUTTULA jaws of Death leviathans afloat Light Brigade light the blaze little ones kiss'd loud and long Macquard Mariners of England morn of peace native oak NIGHT BEFORE WATERLOO o'er the mountain-waves peace return peal quells the floods REQUIEM Ring the joy-bells Rode the six sabres Sir John Moore six hundred sodger soldier storm has ceased stormy winds sweet THOMAS CAMPBELL troubled night depart valley of Death Volley'd and thunder'd War's deadly blast Wha spied wild War's deadly winds do blow winds of Heaven world wonder'd YE MARINERS ye ocean-warriors
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Стр. 26 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated; who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes.
Стр. 28 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Стр. 22 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Стр. 33 - Then they rode back, but not, Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them Volley'd and thunder'd; Stormed at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell They that had fought so well Came thro...
Стр. 25 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street ; On with the dance ! let joy be unconfined ; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet...
Стр. 27 - Cameron's gathering" rose, The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard,— and heard, too, have her Saxon foes; How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Стр. 20 - Ye Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved a thousand years The battle and the breeze! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe, And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do' blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Стр. 18 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning.
Стр. 12 - Of Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone...
Стр. 13 - Again! again! again! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back; Their shots along the deep slowly boom: Then ceased — and all is wail, As they strike the shattered sail; Or in conflagration pale Light the gloom.