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" We have fed our sea for a thousand years And she calls us, still unfed, Though there's never a wave of all her waves But marks our English dead: We have strawed our best to the weed's unrest, To the shark and the sheering gull. If blood be the price of... "
The English Illustrated Magazine - Page 535
1893
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Queen's Quarterly, Volumes 8-9

1901 - 742 pages
...realism many times, in verse that rings true, 'We have fed our aea for a thousand years, And she calls us, still unfed, Though there's never a wave of all...our best to the weed's unrest, To the shark and the shearing gull. If blood be the price of Admiralty, Lord God, we ha' paid in full." "Never the lotos...
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the complete mountaineer

george d. abraham - 1907 - 810 pages
...true of the lordship of the mountains : "We have fed our sea for a thousand years, And she calls on us still unfed, Though there's never a wave of all her waves But marks our English dead. We have strawcd our best to the weed's unrest, To the shark and the sheering gull ; If blood be the price of...
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PROCEEDINGS OF THE THIRD AMERICAN PEACE CONGRESS

1911 - 554 pages
...of it, robbed of its best. Kipling told us the ghastly truth: We have strawed our best to the wood's unrest To the shark and the sheering gull; If blood be the price of admiralty, Lord God, we've paid in full. Blood was the price, the best blood of England, the best of Scotland,...
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Peace: A Magazine Devoted to the Furtherance of Industrial and ..., Volume 1

1912 - 572 pages
...those who so long as history lasts can never be. We have fed our sea for a thousand years And she calls us still unfed, Though there's never a wave of all her waves But sweeps o'er our British dead. Walk wide of the Widow of Windsor, For half of creation she owns, And...
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The Cornhill Magazine

William Makepeace Thackeray - 1900 - 1134 pages
...in the great sea which we have made our own. We have fed our sea for a thousand years, And she calls us, still unfed, Though there's never a wave of all her waves Bat marks oar English dead : We have strawed our best to the weed's unrest To the shark and the sheering...
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