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Therefore be sure that , on thy vengeance day , Ocean shall die his waves , now
green and grey , All scarlet with the English pirates ' gore , And rich with ruins of
the fray Waft their wreck ' d navies o ' er , And tattered banners , thy triumphal ...
Therefore be sure that , on thy vengeance day , Ocean shall die his waves , now
green and grey , All scarlet with the English pirates ' gore , And rich with ruins of
the fray Waft their wreck ' d navies o ' er , And tattered banners , thy triumphal ...
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Camden has finely described the appearance of this formidable armament when
the English first obtained sight of it : « They discovered the Spanish fleet with lofty
turrets like castles , in front like a half - moon , the wings thereof spreading out ...
Camden has finely described the appearance of this formidable armament when
the English first obtained sight of it : « They discovered the Spanish fleet with lofty
turrets like castles , in front like a half - moon , the wings thereof spreading out ...
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... as the general , when the tempests and the victorious English drove his
scattered fleet into the German ocean . It would be wasting time to analyze a
poem like this , where the parts have as little beauty in themselves , as connexiou
with each ...
... as the general , when the tempests and the victorious English drove his
scattered fleet into the German ocean . It would be wasting time to analyze a
poem like this , where the parts have as little beauty in themselves , as connexiou
with each ...
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It may be asked , he says , seeing the English had had such good success
against the Spanish Indies and the fleets of Spain , Why a Spaniard should
compose a poem upon this subject ? The answer is , the English never had
obtained any ...
It may be asked , he says , seeing the English had had such good success
against the Spanish Indies and the fleets of Spain , Why a Spaniard should
compose a poem upon this subject ? The answer is , the English never had
obtained any ...
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... the English themselves affirmed he had made a written compact with the devil ,
selling his soul to him at a certain time . If this be so indeed , he says , it is a
portentous thing , and when bis Muse relates it , the hair of her head stands on
end .
... the English themselves affirmed he had made a written compact with the devil ,
selling his soul to him at a certain time . If this be so indeed , he says , it is a
portentous thing , and when bis Muse relates it , the hair of her head stands on
end .
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| Title | The Quarterly Review, Volume 18 |
| Contributors | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero |
| Publisher | John Murray, 1818 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 13 Jun 2005 |
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