Old Horn to All Atlantic said: (A-hay O! To me O!) "Now where did Frankie learn his trade? For he ran me down with a three-reef mains'I." (All round the Horn!)
Gow. Had it been your Prince instead of a groom caught in this noose there's not an astrologer of the city, Prince. Sacked! Sacked! We were a city yesterday....
Not with an outcry to Allah nor any complaining He answered his name at the muster and stood to the chaining. When the twin anklets were nipped on the leg-bars that held them,...
The stream is shrunk, the pool is dry, And we be comrades, thou and I; With fevered jowl and dusty flank Each jostling each along the bank; And, by one drouthy fear made still,...
There are four good legs to my Father's Chair, Priests and People and Lords and Crown. I sits on all of 'em fair and square, And that is reason it don't break down. ...
All the world over, nursing their scars, Sit the old fighting-men broke in the wars, Sit the old fighting-men, surly and grim Mocking the lilt of the conquerors' hymn. ...
That night, when through the mooring-chains The wide-eyed corpse rolled free, To blunder down by Garden Reach And rot at Kedgeree, The tale the Hughli told the shoal The lean shoal told to me. ...
"The Mother Hive", Actions and Reactions A Farmer of the Augustan Age Perused in Virgil's golden page The story of the secret won From Proteus by Cyrene's son, How the dank sea-god showed the swain...
Winds of the World, give answer! They are whimpering to and fro, And what should they know of England who only England know?, The poor little street-bred people that vapour and fume and brag,...
When all the world would keep a matter hid, Since Truth is seldom Friend to any crowd, Men write in fable, as old Aesop did, Jesting at that which none will name aloud....
I have been given my charge to keep, Well have I kept the same! Playing with strife for the most of my life, But this is a different game. I'11 not fight against swords unseen,...
Now the Four-way Lodge is opened, now the Hunting Winds are loose, Now the Smokes of Spring go up to clear the brain; Now the Young Men's hearts are troubled for the whisper of the Trues,...
When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride, He shouts to scare the monster, who will often turn aside. But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail....