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... Trumpet to trumpet spake , Thunder to thunder . Well it thine age became , O noble Erpingham , Which did'st the signal aim To our hid forces ! When from a meadow by , Like a storm suddenly The English archery Stuck the French horses ...
... Trumpet to trumpet spake , Thunder to thunder . Well it thine age became , O noble Erpingham , Which did'st the signal aim To our hid forces ! When from a meadow by , Like a storm suddenly The English archery Stuck the French horses ...
Page 78
... trumpet blown , At times a stifled hum , Told England , from his mountain - throne King James did rushing come.— Scarce could they hear or see their foes , Until at weapon - point they close , — They close in clouds of smoke and dust ...
... trumpet blown , At times a stifled hum , Told England , from his mountain - throne King James did rushing come.— Scarce could they hear or see their foes , Until at weapon - point they close , — They close in clouds of smoke and dust ...
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... trumpet blew . Then I stooped , and took the banner , As you see it , from his breast , And I closed our hero's eyelids , And I left him to his rest . In the mountains growled the thunder , As I leaped the woeful wall , And the heavy ...
... trumpet blew . Then I stooped , and took the banner , As you see it , from his breast , And I closed our hero's eyelids , And I left him to his rest . In the mountains growled the thunder , As I leaped the woeful wall , And the heavy ...
Page 94
... trumpets , that sounded so free ; Was not this a brave bonny lass , Mary Ambree ? " Before I will see the worst of you all To come into danger of death or of thrall , This hand and this life I will venture so free " : Was not this a ...
... trumpets , that sounded so free ; Was not this a brave bonny lass , Mary Ambree ? " Before I will see the worst of you all To come into danger of death or of thrall , This hand and this life I will venture so free " : Was not this a ...
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... trumpets peal , and gaily dance the bells , As slow upon the labouring wind the royal blazon swells . Look how the lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown , [ down . And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies So stalked he ...
... trumpets peal , and gaily dance the bells , As slow upon the labouring wind the royal blazon swells . Look how the lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown , [ down . And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies So stalked he ...
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Airlie banner battle BATTLE OF NASEBY blaw blood Blow the bugle bonnet of Bonny BONNIE PRINCE CHARLIE Bonny Dundee brave bonny lass British grenadiers Campbells are coming captain charge cheer Cheviot Cromdale crown dark dead death deep Devon drum Earl England English fair fame fell fierce fight flew FLODDEN FIELD follow thee ford fought gallant hand hath haughs HAUGHS OF CROMDALE heard Hearts of oak heroes hills honour horse hundred pipers Johnnie Cope Kabul river Kenmure's King Charles lads Ladysmith land Lord loud Mary Ambree merry Montrose morning ne'er never night noble o-ho o'er Otterbourne ower Percy pibroch pride Riflemen form rode rose row row shout sing slain soldiers SONG sound spear squadrons steed stood storm stormy tempests blow sword There's thou thousand thread thunder trumpet twas victory wild wound
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Page 148 - And often when I go to plough The ploughshare turns them out. For many thousand men," said he, "Were slain in that great victory." "Now tell us what 'twas all about," Young Peterkin he cries; And little Wilhelmine looks up With wonder-waiting eyes; "Now tell us all about the war, And what they fought each other for.
Page 149 - My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by : They burnt his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly; So with his wife and child he fled, Nor had he where to rest his head.
Page 183 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men...
Page 13 - WHEN the British warrior queen. Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods. Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief ; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage, and full of grief.
Page 75 - Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended ; Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded : Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page, and groom, Tenant and master. Fast they come, fast they come ; See how they gather!
Page 65 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Page 176 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning.
Page 69 - FAIR stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Caux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Page 185 - ... in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips, — "The foe! They come! They come!
Page 39 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand or freeman fa', Let him follow me!