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" It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men. Weigh the vessel up, Once dreaded by... "
The English Poets: Addison to Blake - 474. oldal
szerző: Thomas Humphry Ward - 1889
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The Life and Posthumous Writings of William Cowper, Esqr: With an ..., 1. kötet

William Hayley - 1803 - 454 oldal
...cup, The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may jl oat again, Full-charg'd with England's thunder, And plough the distant main....his eight hundred, Shall plough the wave no more. Let the reader, who wishes to impress on his mind a just idea of the variety and extent of Cowper's...

The life and posthumous writings of William Cowper, by W. Hayley, 1. kötet

William Cowper - 1803 - 482 oldal
...shock : She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down, With twice...Once dreaded by our foes! And mingle with our cup t The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again Full charg'd with...

The life and posthumous writings of William Cowper, by W. Hayley ..., 2. kötet

William Cowper - 1806 - 462 oldal
...shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down, With twice...vessel up, Once dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with oui cup, The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again, Full-charg'd...

The life and letters of William Cowper, 2. kötet

William Cowper, William Hayley - 1809 - 460 oldal
...sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. ! i . . . , His sword was in its sheath ; • His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down, With twice...dreaded by our foes! And mingle with our cup, The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again* Full-charg'd- with England's...

Drinking-songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient ballads

1819 - 394 oldal
...shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down, With twice...dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again, But Kempenfelt is gone,...

Poems, 3. kötet

William Cowper - 1815 - 434 oldal
...shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down, With twice...dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup, The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again, Full-charg'd with England's...

Poems, by William Cowper, in Two Volumes

William Cowper - 1815 - 528 oldal
...shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down, With twice...Once dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again, Full-charg'd with England's thunder, And plough...

The minor poems of William Cowper, 1. kötet

William Cowper - 1818 - 244 oldal
...the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down, With twice...dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again, Full charged with England's...

Poems, 3. kötet

William Cowper - 1818 - 400 oldal
...shock ;. She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in his sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down, With twice...dreaded by our foes! And mingle with our cup, The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again, Fttll-charg'd with England's...

The Minor Poems of William Cowper of the Inner Temple

William Cowper - 1818 - 244 oldal
...shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down, With twice...up, Once dreaded by our foes! And mingle with our cop The tear that England owes. timbers yet are sound, And she may float again, Full charged with England's...




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