Henry Newbolt (Генри Ньюболт)

Outward Bound

Dear Earth, near Earth, the clay that made us men,
  The land we sowed,
  The hearth that glowed—-
   O Mother, must we bid farewell to thee?
Fast dawns the last dawn, and what shall comfort then
  The lonely hearts that roam the outer sea?

Gray wakes the daybreak, the shivering sails are set,
  To misty deeps
  The channel sweeps—-
   O Mother, think on us who think on thee!
Earth-home, birth-home, with love remember yet
  The sons in exile on the eternal sea.

1. From Generation to Generation
2. Hawke
3. San Stefano
4. The Quarter-Gunner's Yarn
5. Gillespie

Thomas Aldrich (Томас Олдрич) Outward Bound ("I leave behind me the elm-shadowed square")

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