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Well, then--our course is chosen--spread the sail-- Heave oft the lead, and mark the soundings well-- Look to the helm, good master--many a shoal Marks this stern coast, and rocks, where sits the Siren Who, like ambition, lures men to their ruin. - Sir Walter Scott, Kenilworth (ch. XVII, verses at head of chapter) Upon the gale she stoop'd her side, And bounded o'er the swelling tide, As she were dancing home; The merry seamen laugh'd to see Their gallant ship so lustily Furrow the green sea-foam. - Sir Walter Scott, Marmion (canto II, st. 1) Merrily, merrily goes the bark On a breeze from the northward free, So shoots through the morning sky the lark, Or the swan through the summer sea. - Sir Walter Scott, The Lord of the Isles (canto IV, st. 10) Behold the threaden sails, Borne with the invisible and creeping wind, Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea, Breasting the lofty surge. - William Shakespeare Play with your fancies, and in them behold Upon the hempen tackle shipboys climbing; Hear the shrill whistle which doth order give To sounds confused; behold the threaden sails, Borne with th' invisible and creeping wind, Draw the huge bottoms through the furrowed sea, Breasting the lofty surge. - William Shakespeare, The Life of King Henry the Fifth (Chorus at III, chorus) Ye who dwell at home, Ye do not know the terrors of the main. - Robert Southey, Madoc in Wales (pt. IV) Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer! List, ye landsmen all, to me: Messmates, hear a brother sailor Sing the dangers of the sea. - George Alexander Stevens, The Storm Thou bringest the sailor to his wife, And travell'd men from foreign lands, And letters unto trembling hands; And, thy dark freight, a vanish'd life. - Lord Alfred Tennyson, In Memoriam (pt. X) There were three sailors of Bristol City Who took a boat and went to sea. But first with beef and captain's biscuits And pickled pork they loaded she. There was gorging Jack and guzzling Jimmy, And the youngest he was little Billee. Now when they got as far as the Equator They'd nothing left but one split pea. - William Makepeace Thackeray, Little Billee On deck beneath the awning, I dozing lay and yawning; It was the gray of dawning, Ere yet the Sun arose; And above the funnel's roaring, And the fitful wind's deploring, I heard the cabin snoring With universal noise. - William Makepeace Thackeray, The White Squall He hath put a girdle 'bout the world And sounded all her quicksands. - John Webster, Duchess of Malfi (act II, sc. 1) Displaying page 2 of 2 for this topic: << Prev 1 [2]
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