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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ADRIAN BLOCK'S SONG, by EDWARD EVERETT HALE Poet's Biography First Line: Hard aport! Now close to shore sail! Last Line: And I name it roses island. Subject(s): America - Exploration; Block, Adrian; Netherlands; Holland; Dutch People | |||
HARD aport! Now close to shore sail! Starboard now, and drop your foresail! See, boys, what yon bay discloses, What yon open bay discloses! Where the breeze so gently blows is Heaven's own land of ruddy roses. Past the Cormorant we sail, Past the rippling Beaver Tail, Green with summer, red with flowers, Green with summer, fresh with showers, Sweet with song and red with flowers, Is this new-found land of ours! Roses close above the sand, Roses on the trees on land, I shall take this land for my land, Rosy beach and rosy highland, And I name it Roses Island. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STREETS OF PEARL AND GOLD by CAROLYN KIZER WHERE I'VE BEEN ALL MY LIFE by CAROLYN KIZER THE LEAK IN THE DIKE; A STORY OF HOLLAND by PHOEBE CARY THE NETHERLANDS by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE CHARACTER OF HOLLAND by ANDREW MARVELL THE TRUCE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: A DREAM by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: A GHOST STORY by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON COLUMBUS by EDWARD EVERETT HALE |
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