The Seven SeasD. Appleton, 1896 - 209 pages |
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Page vii
... of kings ( Orderly , ancient , fit ) My deep - sea plunderings , And purchase in all lands . And this we do for a sign Her power is over mine , And mine I hold at her hands . A SONG OF THE ENGLISH . Fair is our lot Wedication . vii.
... of kings ( Orderly , ancient , fit ) My deep - sea plunderings , And purchase in all lands . And this we do for a sign Her power is over mine , And mine I hold at her hands . A SONG OF THE ENGLISH . Fair is our lot Wedication . vii.
Page 10
... hands in the gloom , a league from the last of the sun . Hush ! Men talk to - day o'er the waste of the ulti- mate slime , And a new Word runs between : whispering , " Let us be one ! " The Song of the Sons . One from the ends of the ...
... hands in the gloom , a league from the last of the sun . Hush ! Men talk to - day o'er the waste of the ulti- mate slime , And a new Word runs between : whispering , " Let us be one ! " The Song of the Sons . One from the ends of the ...
Page 11
... hands- A thousand mills roar through me where I glean All races from all lands . Calcutta . Me the Sea - captain loved , the River built , Wealth sought and Kings adventured life to hold . Hail , England ! I am Asia - Power on silt ...
... hands- A thousand mills roar through me where I glean All races from all lands . Calcutta . Me the Sea - captain loved , the River built , Wealth sought and Kings adventured life to hold . Hail , England ! I am Asia - Power on silt ...
Page 13
... hand to hand , I dream my dream , by rock and heath and pine , Of Empire to the northward . Ay , one land From Lion's Head to Line ! Melbourne . Greeting ! Nor fear nor favour won us A Song of the English . 13.
... hand to hand , I dream my dream , by rock and heath and pine , Of Empire to the northward . Ay , one land From Lion's Head to Line ! Melbourne . Greeting ! Nor fear nor favour won us A Song of the English . 13.
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... Hand , O God- Predestination in the stride o ' yon connectin ' - rod . John Calvin might ha ' forged the same - enorr- mous , certain , slow- Ay , wrought it in the furnace - flame - my " Insti- tutio . " I cannot get my sleep to ...
... Hand , O God- Predestination in the stride o ' yon connectin ' - rod . John Calvin might ha ' forged the same - enorr- mous , certain , slow- Ay , wrought it in the furnace - flame - my " Insti- tutio . " I cannot get my sleep to ...
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