The Pocket Book of Story PoemsLouis Untermeyer |
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... Fight on , fight on , my merry men , And see that none of you be ta'en ; For rather than men shall say we were hanged , Let them say how we were slain . ” Then like a madman Johnnie laid about , Like a madman then fought he , Until a ...
... Fight on , fight on , my merry men , And see that none of you be ta'en ; For rather than men shall say we were hanged , Let them say how we were slain . ” Then like a madman Johnnie laid about , Like a madman then fought he , Until a ...
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... fight with fifty - three ? ” Then spake Sir Richard Grenville ; " I know you are no coward ; You fly them for a moment to fight with them again . But I've ninety men and more that are lying sick ashore . I should count myself the coward ...
... fight with fifty - three ? ” Then spake Sir Richard Grenville ; " I know you are no coward ; You fly them for a moment to fight with them again . But I've ninety men and more that are lying sick ashore . I should count myself the coward ...
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... fight us no more— God of battles , was ever a battle like this in the world be- fore ? For he said " Fight on ! fight on ! ” Tho ' his vessel was all but a wreck ; And it chanced that , when half of the short summer night was gone ...
... fight us no more— God of battles , was ever a battle like this in the world be- fore ? For he said " Fight on ! fight on ! ” Tho ' his vessel was all but a wreck ; And it chanced that , when half of the short summer night was gone ...
Contents
Introduction Louis Untermeyer iii | 1 |
Ballad of East and West Rudyard Kipling 1695 | 9 |
Hervé Riel Robert Browning | 16 |
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