 Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.  Poems - Стр. 181авторы: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1860Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1879 - Страниц: 562
...cheeks like the dawn of clay, Ami her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in' the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flawdid blow The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spike an old Sailor, Had sailed to the Spanish... | |
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1879 - Страниц: 596
...also the sense in the Wreck of the Hespevas: — " Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had ttailed to the Spanish Main, ' I pray thee put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. ' r Day by day the vessel grew, With timbers fashioned strong and true, Steiuson and keelson and sternson-kaee,... | |
 | Franklin Thomas Baker, Ashley Horace Thorndike - 1917 - Страниц: 392
...skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. i Blue were her eyes, as the fairy flax, The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was...smoke now west, now south. Then up and spake an old saildr, 5 Had sailed the Spanish Main, "I pray thee put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. "Last... | |
 | Guido Hermann Stempel - 1917 - Страниц: 378
...cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. 3 The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was...veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South. 4 Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed to the Spanish Main, "I pray thee, put into yonder port,... | |
 | Margaret Sprague Carhart - 1917 - Страниц: 410
...skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, in And he watched how the veering flaw0 did blow The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Alain,0 "I pray thee, put into yonder port, is For I fear a hurricane. "Last night, the moon had a... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1918 - Страниц: 296
...daughter, To bear him company. And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was...up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Main,0 " I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. " Last night, the moon had a golden... | |
 | 1918 - Страниц: 2062
...cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds That ope in the month of May. Dread and Doom: The hangman, with his little bag, Went shuffling through to the Spanish main, "I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. "Last night, the moon... | |
 | Percy Holmes Boynton - 1918 - Страниц: 746
...cheeks like the dawn of day. And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was...South. Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed to the Spanish Main, "I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. "Last night, the moon... | |
 | George E. Teter - 1918 - Страниц: 464
...cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was...South. Then up and spake an old sailor, Had sailed to the Spanish Main,3 "I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane"Last night, the moon... | |
 | Percy Holmes Boynton - 1918 - Страниц: 750
...That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, l« And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke...South. Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed to the Spanish Main, "I pray thee, put into yonder port, For I fear a hurricane. "Last night, the moon... | |
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