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FLIGHT THE FIRST - The Warden of the Cinque Ports |
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The Warden of the Cinque Ports
A mist was driving down the British Channel, It glanced on flowing flag and rippling pennon, Sandwich and Romney, Hastings, Hithe, and Dover Sullen and silent, and like couchant lions, And now they roared at drum-beat from their stations And down the coast, all taking up the burden, Him shall no sunshine from the fields of azure, No more, surveying with an eye impartial For in the night, unseen, a single warrior, He passed into the chamber of the sleeper, He did not pause to parley or dissemble, Meanwhile, without, the surly cannon waited,
Content of FLIGHT THE FIRST: The Warden of the Cinque Ports [Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem collection: Birds of Passage (Flight The First & Flight The Second)] |