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... eyes austere , As the Lord were walking near Whispering terrible things and dear , As the song on your bugles blown , England Round the world on your hugles blowr ! I am indebted to Mr. H. W. Bliss for per- DEDICATED ...
... eyes austere , As the Lord were walking near Whispering terrible things and dear , As the song on your bugles blown , England Round the world on your hugles blowr ! I am indebted to Mr. H. W. Bliss for per- DEDICATED ...
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... wars are over long With eyes averted Hector hastes to turn . With its cloud of skirmishers in advance . Ye mariners of England • 186 • 5858 71 204 64 INDEX OF AUTHORS Pages 15 , 16 . Bliss , viii INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
... wars are over long With eyes averted Hector hastes to turn . With its cloud of skirmishers in advance . Ye mariners of England • 186 • 5858 71 204 64 INDEX OF AUTHORS Pages 15 , 16 . Bliss , viii INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
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... eye Who watch us stepping by , With doubt and dolorous sigh ? Can much pondering so hoodwink you ! Is it a purblind prank , O think you , Friend with the musing eye ? Nay . We see well what we are doing , Though some may not see ...
... eye Who watch us stepping by , With doubt and dolorous sigh ? Can much pondering so hoodwink you ! Is it a purblind prank , O think you , Friend with the musing eye ? Nay . We see well what we are doing , Though some may not see ...
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... eyes drop water that have never wept , Men rush to slaughter that have never slain : For look ! the gorgeous armies marching onwards . And look ! the draggled line , the feet that lag , The burning banner , and returning homewards The ...
... eyes drop water that have never wept , Men rush to slaughter that have never slain : For look ! the gorgeous armies marching onwards . And look ! the draggled line , the feet that lag , The burning banner , and returning homewards The ...
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... eyes- The awful terror of a fierce disgrace , The awful hope that glory may arise , The hope that like a flame from the black field Flings up its prophecy on fervent wings ; Pride in the strength of God whose sword we wield , And ...
... eyes- The awful terror of a fierce disgrace , The awful hope that glory may arise , The hope that like a flame from the black field Flings up its prophecy on fervent wings ; Pride in the strength of God whose sword we wield , And ...
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Arethusa arm'd arms army array banner battle beat blast blood boys breath Bret Harte bugles blown Cannon charge cheer Christ or Nietzsche Clusium crest cried death deep dread drum England's dead eyes F. W. Bourdillon fathers fell field fierce fight fire flag fought gallant glory hand Hark hath hear heard Hearts of oak heaven helmet helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre Herminius Highland laddie hills homes of England Horatius horse John Burns King land Lars Porsena light look Lord loud Marmion morn mountain Navarre ne'er never night noble o'er pibroch pride proud quoth rage roar rode rolling rose round rush Sextus shield shout slain smile soldier song sound spake spears stand stood sweet sword tears thee Thomas Campbell thou thousand thunder twas victory vigil voice W. E. Henley Walt Whitman waves wild winds do blow wounded