The Downing legends : Stories in Rhyme The witch of Shiloh, the last of the Wampanoags, the gentle earl, the enchanted voyage |
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The Downing legends : Stories in Rhyme | ||
XXVIII
If any wight thus far believes
The marvels writ in Downing's leaves,
I hold his credence will not fail
For what remaineth of the tale,
Although it soundeth wondrous like
The yarns a tarry marlinspike
Unfolds to open-mouthed marines
Or younkers fresh from harvest scenes.
The marvels writ in Downing's leaves,
I hold his credence will not fail
For what remaineth of the tale,
Although it soundeth wondrous like
The yarns a tarry marlinspike
Unfolds to open-mouthed marines
Or younkers fresh from harvest scenes.
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You all remember how the earl
Who loved our gracious Yankee girl
Had tidings from a Tory hound
Of Downing fast asleep and bound.
By Magog! what a thrill of joy
Bestirred this knightly-minded boy!
He saw a glorious chance to bring
Unmeasured good to land and king,
And win perchance.—But who could tell
If man might win such damozel?
So, bidding Esther, Fare-you-well,
He rode with all his trooper race
To save her sire from evil case
And earn for both the royal grace.
Who loved our gracious Yankee girl
Had tidings from a Tory hound
Of Downing fast asleep and bound.
By Magog! what a thrill of joy
Bestirred this knightly-minded boy!
He saw a glorious chance to bring
Unmeasured good to land and king,
And win perchance.—But who could tell
If man might win such damozel?
So, bidding Esther, Fare-you-well,
He rode with all his trooper race
To save her sire from evil case
And earn for both the royal grace.
The Downing legends : Stories in Rhyme | ||