This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1888 Excerpt: ...time; Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's chime; But, while you sling your sledges, sing--and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil-king, and royal craftsmen we! Strike in, strike in--the sparks begin to dull their rustling red; Our hammers ring with sharper din, our work will soon be sped. Our ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1888 Excerpt: ...time; Your blows make music sweeter far than any steeple's chime; But, while you sling your sledges, sing--and let the burthen be, The anchor is the anvil-king, and royal craftsmen we! Strike in, strike in--the sparks begin to dull their rustling red; Our hammers ring with sharper din, our work will soon be sped. Our anchor soon must change his bed of fiery rich array, For a hammock at the roaring bows, or an oozy couch of clay; Our anchor soon must change the lay of merry craftsmen here, For the yeo-heave-o', and the heave away, and the sighing seaman's cheer; When, weighing slow, at eve they go--far, far from love and home; And sobbing sweethearts, in a row, wail o'er the ocean foam. In livid and obdurate gloom he darkens down at last: A shapely one he is, and strong, as e'er from cat was cast: O trusted and trustworthy guard, if thou hadst life like me, What pleasures would thy toils reward beneath the deep green sea! O deep-Sea-diver, who might then behold such sights as thou? The hoary monster's palaces! methinks what joy 'twere now To go plumb plunging down amid the assembly of the whales, And feel the churn'd sea round me boil beneath their scourging tails!-Then deep in tangle-woods to fight the fierce sea unicorn, And send him foil'd and bellowing back, for all his ivory horn: To leave the subtle sworder-fish of bony blade forlorn; And for the ghastly-grinning shark, to laugh his jaws to scorn: To leap down on the kraken's back, where 'mid Norwegian isles He lies, a lubber anchorage for sudden shallow'd miles; Till snorting, like an under-sea volcano, off he rolls; Meanwhile to swing, a-buffeting the far astonished shoals Of his back-browsing ocean-calves; or, haply, in a cove, Shell-strown, and consecrate of old to some Undine's love, To find the l...
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Fine. 1865. 16mo. 17cm, The First Edition, vi, 248p., in the original grained red cloth, gilt border and decoration on the upper cover, gilt titles on the spine, slightly dust worn, hinges starting else a very good to fine copy of the scarce first edition of this important book (ids) This important book marks the beginning of the Irish Literary Renaissance. It is Ferguson's first substantial book and contained many of his best-known pieces from literary journals and anthologies, and much new material, including "The Tain-Quest" (about the rediscovery of the story of 'Tain bo Cuailnge'), etc. He labored tirelessly, to promote awareness of ancient Irish culture in Victoria Ireland and face great resistance from his own class and indifference form English critics. He greatly influenced the young W.B. Yeats, who wrote one of his earliest essays on the older poet and continued his use of Irish legend.
