The Five NationsDoubleday, Page, 1903 - 215 páginas |
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... battle the seas ' width away . The pot - bellied merchant foreboding no wrong With headlight and sidelight he lieth along , Till , lightless and lightfoot and lurking , leap we To force him discover his business by sea . Copyright ...
... battle the seas ' width away . The pot - bellied merchant foreboding no wrong With headlight and sidelight he lieth along , Till , lightless and lightfoot and lurking , leap we To force him discover his business by sea . Copyright ...
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... battles a sea's width away . Now peace is at end and our peoples take heart , For the laws are clean gone that restrained our art ; Up and down the near headlands and against the far wind We are loosed ( O be swift ! ) to the work of ...
... battles a sea's width away . Now peace is at end and our peoples take heart , For the laws are clean gone that restrained our art ; Up and down the near headlands and against the far wind We are loosed ( O be swift ! ) to the work of ...
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... battle is won ere we amble into the fray . We shall peck out and discuss and dissect , and evert and extrude to our mind , The flaccid tissues of long - dead issues offensive to God and mankind- ( Precisely like vultures over an ox that ...
... battle is won ere we amble into the fray . We shall peck out and discuss and dissect , and evert and extrude to our mind , The flaccid tissues of long - dead issues offensive to God and mankind- ( Precisely like vultures over an ox that ...
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... battles over without hate- Not least his name shall pass from sire to son . He may not meet the onsweep of our van In the doomed city when we close the score . Yet o'er his grave - his grave that holds a man— Our deep - tongued guns ...
... battles over without hate- Not least his name shall pass from sire to son . He may not meet the onsweep of our van In the doomed city when we close the score . Yet o'er his grave - his grave that holds a man— Our deep - tongued guns ...
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... she didn't think of Sergeant Whatisname . ) Said England to the Sergeant , " You can let my people go ! " ( England used ' em cheap and nasty from the start ) , And they entered ' em in battle on a most 84 THE FIVE NATIONS.
... she didn't think of Sergeant Whatisname . ) Said England to the Sergeant , " You can let my people go ! " ( England used ' em cheap and nasty from the start ) , And they entered ' em in battle on a most 84 THE FIVE NATIONS.
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Página 215 - If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe, Such boastings as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law— Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget— left we forget!
Página 81 - Take up the White Man's burden — Ye dare not stoop to less — Nor call too loud on Freedom To cloak your weariness; By all ye cry or whisper, By all ye leave or do, The silent, sullen peoples Shall weigh your Gods and you.
Página 214 - The tumult and the shouting dies — The captains and the kings depart — Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart.
Página 79 - TAKE up the White Man's burden — Send forth the best ye breed — Go bind your sons to exile To serve your captives' need; To wait in heavy harness, On fluttered folk and wild — Your new-caught, sullen peoples, Half-devil and half-child.
Página 71 - All heavy-winged with brine, Here lies above the folded crest The Channel's leaden line; And here the sea-fogs lap and cling, And here, each warning each, The sheep-bells and the ship-bells ring Along the hidden beach. We have no waters to delight Our broad and brookless vales — Only the dewpond on the height Unfed, that never fails...
Página 79 - Take up the White Man's burden — Send forth the best ye breed — Go bind your sons to exile To serve your captives' need; To wait in heavy harness On fluttered folk and wild — Your new-caught, sullen peoples, Half devil and half child. Take up the White Man's Burden...
Página 213 - ath it come to me — not pride, Nor yet conceit, but on the 'ole (If such a term may be applied), The makin's of a bloomin' soul. But now, discharged, I fall away To do with little things again. . . . Gawd, 'oo knows all I cannot say, Look after me in Thamesfontein ! // England was what England seems An not the England of our dreams, But only putty, brass, an paint, 'Ow quick we'd chuck 'er!
Página 59 - Ores you'll find there; wood and cattle; water-transit sure and steady (That should keep the railway rates down), coal and iron at your doors. God took care to hide that country till He judged His people ready, Then He chose me for His Whisper, and I've found it, and it's yours! Yes, your "Never-never country" — yes, your "edge of cultivation " And "no sense in going further" — till I crossed the range to see.
Página 108 - All we have of freedom, all we use or know — This our fathers bought for us long and long ago. Ancient Right unnoticed as the breath we draw — Leave to live by no man's leave, underneath the Law.