Eliot, Samuel, 1821-1898 · Boston : [J. Wilson & Son, University Press] · leaf 157
Down sank the bell \\ ith a gurL;lin;j, sound,The bubbles rose and burst around ; • Qiioth Sir Ralph, The next who comes to the RockWont bless the Abbot of Aberbrothok. Sir Ralph the Rover sailed away,He scoured the seas for many a day ;And now, grown rich with plundered store.He steers his course… … THE INCHCAPE ROCK. 139 So thick a haze oerspreads the sky They cannot see the sun on high ;The wind hath blown a gale all day,At evening it hath died away. On the deck the Rover takes his stand ;So dark it is they see no land.Qiioth Sir Ralph, It will be lighter soon,For there is the dawn of the…
Children's poetry
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