 | W. T. Young - 328 lehte
...Above the sea that flows, The clear wind throws, Your hearts to swell, Approaching the dear strand. In kenning of the shore, (Thanks to God first given)...our name Under that star Not known unto our North. And as there plenty grows Of Laurel everywhere, Apollo's sacred tree, You may it see A poet's brows... | |
 | 1910 - 528 lehte
...Above the seas that flows The clear wind throws, Your hearts to swell Approaching the dear strand; In kenning of the shore (Thanks to God first given)...our name Under that star Not known unto our North. And as there plenty grows Of laurel everywhere — Apollo's sacred tree — You it may see A poet's... | |
 | 196 lehte
...Above the seas that flows The clear wind throws Your hearts to swell Approaching the dear strand : In kenning of the shore (Thanks to God first given)...our name Under that Star Not known unto our North. And as there plenty grows Of laurel everywhere, Apollo's sacred tree, You it may see A poet's brows... | |
 | 1920 - 950 lehte
...loyt'ring hinds Lurk here at home with shame . . . ' And in regions farre, Such heroes bring yee foorth, As those from whom we came, And plant our name Under that starre Not knowne unto our north.' On the part of some the query would naturally arise, Why should... | |
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Frighting the wide heaven; And in regions far, Such heroes bring ye forth As those from whom we came , And plant our name Under that star Not known unto our North... 
