...brothers call from the bay ; Now the great winds shorewards blow ; Now the salt tides seawards flow ; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Children dear, let us away ! This way, this way ! Call her once before you go — Call once yet, In...

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...brothers call from the bay ; Now the great winds shorewards blow ; Now the salt tides seawards flow ; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Children dear, let us away ! This way, this way ! Call her once before you go-- Call once yet ! In...

...one has serious qualms. The breakers usually suggest to the poets rearing and plunging steeds, as in Arnold : " Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray," and Stedman's spirited poem, " Surf," makes use of the same image. Byron, in " Childe Harold," lays his...

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...The breakers usually suggest to the poets rearing and plunging steeds, as in Arnold : " Now the mid white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray," and Stedman's spirited poem, " Surf," makes use of the same image. Byron, in " Cliilde Harold," lays his...

...my brothers call from the bay, Now the great winds shoreward blow, Now the salt tides seaward flow ; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Children dear, let us away ! This way, this way ! Call her once before you go — Call once yet ! In...

...my brothers call from the day, Now the great winds shoreward blow, Now the salt tides seaward flow ; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Children dear, let us away ! This way, this way ! Call her once before you go — Call once yet ! In...

...my brothers call from the bay, Now the great winds shoreward blow. Now the salt tides seaward flow ; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray." These lines seem to place us in a shingly bay, from which we look over an .expanse of rolling white-tipped...

...one has serious qualms. The breakers usually suggest to the poets rearing and plunging steeds, as in Arnold : — ** Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray," and Stedman's spirited poem, " Surf," makes use of the same image. Byron, in "Childe Harold," lays his...