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  • Gallant Gordons! Evermore on your rugged native shore
        Shall your valour honoured be,
    34 lines
  • In the palace garden-close
    Many a flower buds and blows, —
    30 lines
  • Whence came you,
    Wind from the sea,
    39 lines, 1 comment
  • Majuba Day! Majuba Day!
    Here's a health to Bobs and his force to-day!
    36 lines
  • The old flag's flying from the rampart,
        The old flag's blown upon the breeze,
    39 lines
  • Hark, the bugles call us out!
        Hark, the chargers restless neigh!
    29 lines
  • The "Bride" o' Leith swings out to sea,
        Breasting the snow-white foam,
    56 lines
  • “It’s all very well these ‘ere blessed flim-flammers —
        These ‘ere bloomin’ OMERS an’ suchlike
    44 lines
  • Down in the dyke of the ancient folk,
    Hard by the rampart crowned with oak,
    22 lines
  • The old apple-tree at the top of the orchard
    Lies flat
    48 lines
  • My garden has a lawn —
    Green and withdrawn,
    42 lines
  • “Luck”
    said Dan,
    61 lines
  • Close-locked in fight, — beat by battle's raging passion,
        A stern wall of steel on a hillside drenched with rai
    25 lines
  • O bat's cry and mist-rack and dark o' the moon!
    O roving of wayfarers and wetting of gay shoon!
    18 lines
  • Not his the lifelong loud renown,
        The head with weight of years grown gray:
    19 lines
  • Guido Sebaldi the mason
        Worked at a house of stone:
    43 lines
  • Clang out, wild bells, your glad acclaim:
    Roar, deep-mouthed cannon, honour to her name!
    32 lines
  • Thorny the ways that lead to Duty's shrine,
        Thro' grim ravines, o'er iron crags they pass,
    11 lines
  • Gather ye, galloping cross-country riders,
        Saddle your horses and arm for the right;
    24 lines
  • Flag that has flown o'er a thousand fields victorious,
    Flag that art first on the land and the seas,
    39 lines
  • When the thunder of the battle rolls no more,
        And the last bugles blow o'er the plain,
    25 lines
  • Wind from the eastward whose breath goes seaward surely
        Over the cold grey rollers that hold me apart,
    27 lines
  • Queens' ships, Queens' ships…
    Gloriana's mariners,
    65 lines
  • “There’s a lot
    In a knot,”
    31 lines
  • When the days of creation
    Were all but done,
    44 lines
  • Great Zimbabwe in the sun,
    Far away
    31 lines
  • Everything is different in Africa.
        Strange stars by night look down,
    33 lines
  • “So Fritz ‘e’s at ‘is tricks,” Bill said,
          “’Is dirty sinkin’ game:
    44 lines
  • Long after the shadow of war is fled
          And the last battle is fought
    34 lines
  • Ye gave me your broken meat
        And of your lees o' wine,
    29 lines
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