ROBERT BROWNING

730. Home-thoughts, fwm the Sea

XJOBLY, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west

• ^ died away ;

Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay ; Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay ; In the dimmest North-east distance dawn'd Gibraltar grand

and gray; 1 Here and here did England help me : how can I help

England ? ' 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

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731. The W 'itch's Ballad

1 hac 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.

And I hae been to yon town

To try my luck in yon town ; Nort, and Mysie, Elspie too. Right braw we were to pass the gate, Wi' gowden clasps on girdles blue.

Mysie smiled wi* miminy mouth, Innocent mouth, miminy mouth ;

miminy] prim, demure.

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