 | 1832 - 1102 страници
...remains, And not an inch to flinch he deigns save when ye pitch sky high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing — here am I !" Swing in your strokes in order ; let foot and hand keep tune, Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's chime ; But while ye swing your sledges,... | |
 | 1832 - 524 страници
...deigns save when ye pitch sky high. Then rruves his head, as though he said, * Fear nothing — bere am I !* Swing in your strokes in order ; let foot...music sweeter far than any steeple's chime ; But while ye swing your ttedges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen... | |
 | 1832 - 1042 страници
...save when ye pitch sky high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing — here am 1 1" Swing in your strokes in order ; let foot and hand...music sweeter far than any steeple's chime ; But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burthen be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen... | |
 | 1832 - 526 страници
...remains, And not an Inch to flinch he deigns save when ye pilch sky high, Then moves his bead, as though he said, * Fear nothing — here am I !' Swing In your strokes In order ; let foot and hand Veep timp, Your blows make mosic sweeter far than any steeple's chime ; But while yc swing your sledges,... | |
 | 1837 - 538 страници
...save when ye pitch skyhigh, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear notliing — here ami!" Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...music sweeter far than any steeple's chime ; But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burden be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, und royal craftsmen... | |
 | Readings - 1843 - 466 страници
...though he said, " Fear nothing—here am I!" Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's chime! Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand keep time, But while ye swing your sledges, sing; and let the burden be, The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal... | |
 | sir Charles Gavan Duffy - 1845 - 262 страници
...bulwarks down, the rudder gone, the boats stove at the chains! But courage still, brave mariners—the bower yet remains, And not an inch to flinch he deigns,...Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's But, while you sling your sledges, sing—and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil king, and... | |
 | 1847 - 334 страници
...save when ye pitch sky-high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing— here ara 1 1~ Swing in your strokes in order, let foot and hand...music sweeter far than any steeple's chime ; But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burden be( The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen... | |
 | Edwin Paxton Hood - 1852 - 236 страници
...remains, And not an inch to flinch he deigns, save when ye pitch sky high, Then moves his head, as though he said, ' Fear nothing — here am I ]' " Swing in...music sweeter far than any steeple's chime ; But while ye swing your sledges, sing; and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil king, and royal craftsmen... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 страници
...remains, And not an inch to flinch he deigns save when ye pitch sky-high, Then moves his head, as though he said, " Fear nothing, here am I ! " Swing in your...music sweeter far than any steeple's chime ; But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burden be, " The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen... | |
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King, and royal craftsmen we ; Strike in, strike in, the sparks begin to dull their rustling red! Our hammers ring with sharper din, our work will soon be sped; Our anchor soon must change... 
