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Ye Mariners of England

BY THOMAS CAMPBELL

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,

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Your manly hearts shall glow,
As ye sweep through the deep,

While the stormy winds do blow;
While the battle rages loud and long
And the stormy winds do blow.

Britannia needs no bulwarks,

No towers along the steep;

Her march is o'er the mountain waves,
Her home is on the deep.

With thunders from her native oak,
She quells the floods below-

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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.

The meteor flag of England
Shall yet terrific burn ;

Till danger's troubled night depart
And the star of 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.

Robert Blake (1599–1657): an English admiral. Brĩ tăn'ní a : a Roman name for Great Britain. The Romans represented the island of Great Britain by the figure of a woman seated on a rock, from a fancied resemblance in the general outline of the island.

The Might of the Lord

FROM PSALM CIV

15 O Lord, how manifold are Thy works! in wisdom hast Thou made them all the earth is full of thy riches.

So is this great and wide sea, wherein are things creeping innumerable, both small and great beasts.

There go the ships there is that leviathan whom Thou hast made to play therein.

These wait all upon Thee, that Thou mayest give them their meat in due season.

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That Thou givest them they gather Thou openest 5 Thine hand, they are filled with good.

Thou hidest Thy face, they are troubled : Thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust.

Thou sendest forth Thy spirit, they are created: and Thou renewest the face of the earth.

The glory of the Lord shall endure forever: the Lord shall rejoice in His works.

He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth: He toucheth the hills, and they smoke.

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I will sing unto the Lord as long as I live: I will sing 15 praise to my God while I have my being.

My meditation of Him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the Lord.

Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless thou the Lord, O my soul. 20

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So live, that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan which moves

To that mysterious realm where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,

Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave
Like one that wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.

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Champlain and the Indians

BY FRANCIS PARKMAN

Francis Parkman (1823-1893): An American historian. His researches were chiefly into the period of French discovery and settlement in America. Among his works are "The Old Régime in Canada," "The Jesuits in North America," "Montcalm and Wolfe," and "The Pioneers of France in the New World," from which is taken this selection about Champlain. Samuel Champlain (1567–1635): one of the greatest of French discoverers, was the founder of Quebec and the first governor of Canada. This selection gives a description of one of his voyages with his Indian allies, the Algonquins, and of a skirmish with the Iroquois. This skirmish is significant as the beginning of conflict between the French and the Indians.

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Stand with Champlain and view the war dance; sit with him at the war feast a close-packed company, ring within ring of ravenous feasters; then embark with him on his harebrained venture of discovery. It was in a 5 small shallop, carrying, besides himself, eleven Frenchmen. They were armed with the arquebus, a matchlock or firelock something like the modern carbine, and from its shortness not ill-suited for use in the forest.

On the twenty-eighth of May they spread their sails 10 and held their course against the current, while around them the river was alive with canoes, and hundreds of naked arms plied the paddle with a steady, measured sweep. They crossed the Lake of St. Peter, threaded the devious channels among its many islands, and reached

at last the mouth of the Rivière des Iroquois, since called the Richelieu, or the St. John.

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The warriors observed a certain system in their adSome were in front as a vanguard; others formed the main body; while an equal number was in the 5 forests on the flanks and rear, hunting for the subsistence of the whole; for, though they had a provision of parched maize pounded into meal, they kept it for use when, from the vicinity of the enemy, hunting should become impossible.

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Late in the day they landed and drew up their canoes, ranging them closely, side by side. All was life and bustle. Some stripped sheets of bark to cover their camp-sheds; others gathered wood the forest was full of dead, dry trees; others felled the living trees for a 15 barricade. They seem to have had steel axes, obtained by barter from the French; for in less than two hours they had made a strong defensive work, in the form of a half circle, open on the river side, where their canoes lay on the strand, and large enough to inclose all their huts 20 and sheds.

Some of their number had gone forward as scouts and, returning, reported no signs of an enemy. This was the extent of their precaution, for they placed no guard, but all, in full security, stretched themselves to sleep — a 25 vicious custom, from which the lazy warrior of the forest rarely departs.

Again the canoes advanced, the river widening as they went. Great islands appeared, leagues in extent Isle à la Motte, Long Island, Grande Isle. Channels where 30 ships might float and broad reaches of expanding water

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