Poems you ought to know . Music, when soft voices in the memory;Odors, when sweet violets within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is heapt for the beloved bed;And so thy thoughts when thou art gonC;Love itself shall slumber on. 133. A SEA SONG. BY ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. And who shall sing the glory of the deep better than Allan Cun-ningham has done in this song of a sailors love, a poets love, torthe sea? A wet sheet and a flowing sea, And a wind that follows fast,And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast;And bends the gall
Poems you ought to know . Music, when soft voices in the memory;Odors, when sweet violets within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is heapt for the beloved bed;And so thy thoughts when thou art gonC;Love itself shall slumber on. 133. A SEA SONG. BY ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. And who shall sing the glory of the deep better than Allan Cun-ningham has done in this song of a sailors love, a poets love, torthe sea? A wet sheet and a flowing sea, And a wind that follows fast,And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast;And bends the gallant mast, my boys. While, like the eagle the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. Oh, for a soft and gentle wind! I heard a fair one cry;But give to me the snoring breeze And white waves heaving high;134 And white waves heaving high, my boys, The good ship tight and free;The world of waters is our home, And merry men are tempest in yon homed moon, And Ughtning in yon cloud;And hark the music, mariners! The wind is piping loud;The wind is piping loud, my boys. The lightning flashing free—While the hollow oak our palace is, Our heritage the sea. SONG FROM PIPPA PASSES. BY ROBERT Browning was born at Camberwell in 1812. He was
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