Charles Kingsley ( 5 of 25 )
Three fishers went sailing away to the west,
Away to the west as the sun went down;
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Three fishers went sailing away to the west,
Away to the west as the sun went down;
Each thought on the woman who loved him the best,
And the children stood watching them out of the town.
Young blood must have its course, lad, and every dog its day.
Young blood must have its course, lad, and every dog its day.
"O Mary, go and call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home,
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"O Mary, go and call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home,
Across the sands o' Dee;"
The western wind was wild and dank wi' foam
And all alone went she.
The western tide crept up along the sand,
And o'er and o'er the sand,
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The western tide crept up along the sand,
And o'er and o'er the sand,
And round and round the sand,
As far as eye could see
The rolling mist came down and hid the land:
And never home came she.
He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them.
He was one of those men who possess almost every gift, except the gift of the power to use them.
