Complete Works, Том 9

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Kelmscott Society, 1898
 

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Сторінка 233 - In memory of the man but for whom had gone to wrack All that France saved from the fight whence England bore the bell. Go to Paris : rank on rank Search the heroes flung pell-mell On the Louvre, face and flank ! You shall look long enough ere you come to Herve Riel.
Сторінка 233 - Then a beam of fun outbroke On the bearded mouth that spoke, As the honest heart laughed through Those frank eyes of Breton blue: 'Since I needs must say my say, Since on board the duty's done, And from Malo Roads to Croisic Point, what is it but a run?
Сторінка 230 - Morn and eve, night and day, Have I piloted your bay, Entered free and anchored fast at the foot of Solidor. Burn the fleet and ruin France? That were worse than fifty Hogues! Sirs, they know I speak the truth! Sirs, believe me there's a way! Only let me lead the line, Have the biggest ship to steer, Get this Formidable...
Сторінка xviii - Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Сторінка 232 - — sure as fate, Up the English come, too late. So the storm subsides to calm ; They see the green trees wave On the heights o'erlooking Greve. Hearts that bled are stanched with balm. " Just our rapture to enhance, Let the English rake the bay, . Gnash their teeth and glare askance As they cannonade away ! 'Neath rampired Solidor pleasant riding on the Ranee...
Сторінка 231 - Take the helm, lead the line, save the squadron ! " cried its chief. Captains, give the sailor place ! He is Admiral, in brief. Still the north-wind, by God's grace ! See the noble fellow's face As the big ship, with a bound, Clears the entry like a hound, Keeps the passage as its inch of way were the wide...
Сторінка 231 - See, safe through shoal and rock, How they follow in a flock, Not a ship that misbehaves, not a keel that grates the ground, Not a spar that comes to grief! The peril, see, is past, All are harbored to the last, And just as Herve Riel hollas "Anchor!
Сторінка 230 - Are you mad, you Malouins ? Are you cowards, fools, or rogues ? Talk to me of rocks and shoals, me who took the soundings, tell On my fingers every bank, every shallow, every swell 'Twixt the offing...
Сторінка 231 - Only let me lead the line, Have the biggest ship to steer, Get this Formidable clear, Make the others follow mine, And I lead them, most and least, by a passage I know well...
Сторінка 177 - Ah, but if you knew how time has dragged, days, nights! All the neighbor-talk with man and maid — such men ! All the fuss and trouble of street-sounds, window-sights : All the worry of flapping door and echoing roof ; and then, All the fancies . . . Who were they had leave, dared try Darker arts that almost struck despair in me ? If you knew but how I dwelt down here ! " quoth I : " And was I so better off up there ?

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