ROBERT BROWNING
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture'
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower
Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!
��740 Home-thoughts, from the Sea
NOBLY, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away,
Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay;
Bluish J mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay;
In the dimmest North-east distance dawn'd Gibraltar grand and gray;
'Here and here did England help me. how can I help Eng- land ?> say,
Whoso turns as I, this evening, turn to God to praise and pray,
While Jove's planet rises yonder, silent over Africa.
��WILLIAM BELL SCOTT
741 The Witch's Ballad
OI hae come from far away, From a warm land far away, A southern land across the sea, With sailor-lads about the mast, Merry and canny, and kind to me.
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