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III. BOOT AND SADDLE.I.Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!Rescue my castle before the hot dayBrightens to blue from its silvery grey, CHORUS.—Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!II.Ride past the suburbs, asleep as you’d say;Many’s the friend there, will listen and…
II. Give a Rouse.I.King Charles, and who’ll do him right now?King Charles, and who’s ripe for fight now?Give a rouse: here’s, in hell’s despite now,King Charles!II.Who gave me the goods that went since?Who raised me the house that sank once?Who…
I. Marching AlongKentish Sir Byng stood for his King,Bidding the crop-headed Parliament swing:And, pressing a troop unable to stoopAnd see the rogues flourish and honest folk droop,Marched them along, fifty-score strong,Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song.II.God for King Charles! Pym and…
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Over the sea our galleys went,With cleaving prows in order brave,To a speeding wind and a bounding wave, A gallant armament:Each bark built out of a forest-tree, Left leafy and rough as first it grew,And nailed all over the gaping…
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TOATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMONIN ROME. [“Now was come about Holy-Cross Day,and now must my lord preach his first sermonto the Jews: as it was of old cared for in tinemerciful bowels of the…
A PICTURE AT FANO. I. Dear and great Angel, wouldst thou only leaveThat child, when thou hast done with him, for me!Let me sit all the day here, that when eveShall find performed thy special ministry,And time come for departure,…
I chanced upon a new book yesterday;I opened it, and, where my finger lay‘Twixt page and uncut page, these words I read—Some six or seven at most—and learned therebyThat you, Fitzgerald, whom by ear and eyeShe never knew, “thanked God…
All I can say is–I saw it!The room was as bare as your hand.I locked in the swarth little lady,–I swear,From the head to the foot of her–well, quite as bare!‘No Nautch shall cheat me,’ said I, ‘taking my standAt…