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"Drake he's in his hammock till the great Armadas come,
(Capten, art tha sleepin' there below?)
Slung atween the round shot listenin' for the drum,
An' dreamin' arl the time o' Plymouth Hoe." |
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Sir Henry Newbolt (1862-1938), British poet. Drake's Drum (l. 17-20). . .
Oxford Book of Modern Verse, The, 1892-1935. William Butler Yeats, ed. (1936) Oxford University Press.
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"He saw the dark wainscot and timbered roof,
The long tables, and the faces merry and keen;
The College Eight and their trainer dining aloof,
The Dons on the dais serene." |
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Sir Henry Newbolt (1862-1938), British poet. He Fell among Thieves (l. 29-32). . .
Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
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