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How Bishop Aiden foretold to certain seamen a storm that would
happen, and gave them some holy oil to read more
How Bishop Aiden foretold to certain seamen a storm that would
happen, and gave them some holy oil to lay it.
--They write here one Cornelius--Son
Hath made the Hollanders an invisible eel
To swim the haven at read more
--They write here one Cornelius--Son
Hath made the Hollanders an invisible eel
To swim the haven at Dunkirk, and sink all
The shipping there.
--But how is't done?
--I'll show you, sir.
It is automa, runs under water
With a snug nose, and has a nimble tail
Made like an auger, with which tail she wriggles
Betwixt the costs of a ship and sinks it straight.
And that all seas are made calme and still with oile; and
therefore the Divers under the water doe read more
And that all seas are made calme and still with oile; and
therefore the Divers under the water doe spirt and sprinkle it
abroad with their mouthes because it dulceth and allaieth the
unpleasant nature thereof, and carrieth a light with it.
We have ploughed the vast ocean in a fragile bark.
[Lat., Nos fragili vastum ligno sulcavimus aequor.]
We have ploughed the vast ocean in a fragile bark.
[Lat., Nos fragili vastum ligno sulcavimus aequor.]
Yet the best pilots have need of mariners, besides sails, anchor
and other tackle.
Yet the best pilots have need of mariners, besides sails, anchor
and other tackle.
Why does pouring Oil on the Sea make it Clear and Calm? Is it
that the winds, slipping the read more
Why does pouring Oil on the Sea make it Clear and Calm? Is it
that the winds, slipping the smooth oil, have no force, nor cause
any waves?
Thus, I steer my bark, and sail
On even keel, with gentle gale.
Thus, I steer my bark, and sail
On even keel, with gentle gale.
A wet sheet and a flowing sea,
A wind that follows fast
And fills the white and read more
A wet sheet and a flowing sea,
A wind that follows fast
And fills the white and rustling sails,
And bends the gallant mast!
And bends the gallant mast, my boys,
While, like the eagle free,
Away the good ship flies, and leaves
Old England in the lee.
Soon shall thy arm, unconquered steam, afar
Drag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car;
Or read more
Soon shall thy arm, unconquered steam, afar
Drag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car;
Or on wide waving wings expanded bear
The flying chariot through the fields of air.