Songs for FishermenStewart Kidd Company, 1922 - 330 sider |
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Side 123 - Tho' we earn our bread, Tom, By the dirty pen, What we can we will be, Honest Englishmen. Do the work that's nearest, Though it's dull at whiles, Helping, when we meet them, Lame dogs over stiles ; See in every hedgerow Marks of angels...
Side 87 - And the night-rack came rolling up ragged and brown. But men must work, and women must weep, Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbor bar be moaning.
Side 211 - In the darkness as in daylight, On the water as on land, God's eye is looking on us, And beneath us is His hand ! Death will find us soon or later, On the deck or in the cot; And we cannot meet him better Than in working out our lot. Hurrah ! hurrah ! the west-wind Comes freshening down the bay, The rising sails are filling; Give way, my lads, give way ! Leave the coward landsman clinging To the dull earth, like a weed ; The stars of heaven shall guide us The breath of heaven shall speed ! — John...
Side 10 - Nay, let me tell you, there be many that have forty times our estates, that would give the greatest part of it to be healthful and cheerful like us ; who, with the expense of a little money, have eat and drank, and laughed and angled, and sung and slept securely; and rose next day, and cast away care, and sung, and laughed, and angled again; which are blessings rich men cannot purchase with all their money.
Side 270 - They will be found softer than ring-dove's cooings. How silent comes the water round that bend; Not the minutest whisper does it send To the o'erhanging sallows: blades of grass Slowly across the chequer'd shadows pass.
Side 248 - Where cooling vapours breathe along the mead, The patient fisher takes his silent stand, Intent, his angle trembling in his hand : With looks unmov'd, he hopes the scaly breed, And eyes the dancing cork and bending reed.
Side 227 - Court his chaste mate to acts of love ; Or on that bank feel the west wind Breathe health and plenty : please my mind, To see sweet dew-drops kiss these flowers, And then...
Side 127 - Show's begun. The flocks of young anemones Are dancing round the budding trees : Who can help wishing to go a-fishing In days as full of joy as these?
Side 176 - Trees, the Monarch of the Brook, Behoves you then to ply your finest Art. Long time he, following cautious, scans the Fly ; And oft attempts to seize it, but as oft The dimpled Water speaks his jealous Fear.
Side 142 - There slipping wave and shore are one, And weed and mud. No ray of sun, But glow to glow fades down the deep (As dream to unknown dream in sleep); Shaken translucency illumes The hyaline of drifting glooms; The strange soft-handed depth subdues Drowned colour there, but black to hues, As death to living, decomposes — Red darkness of the heart of roses, Blue brilliant from dead starless skies, And gold that lies behind the eyes, The unknown unnameable sightless white That is the essential flame...