Description:Take me back, take me back to the Tracks of the Trade Let me wander again in the coco palms shade, Where the drums of the ocean, in pulsating roar, Beat time far the waltz of the waves on the shore Where sunlight and starlight and moonlight conspire To speed the gay houn on the Wings of Desire Let me clamber again through the orchid-bright glade- Take me back, take me back to the Tracks of the Trade Oh, the hot flame of sunset, the tremulous light When the afterglow fades to the velvet of night The star-stencilled headland in blank silhouette Where the moonbeams are meshed in the flamboyants net Oh, the purple of midnight, the grey mists of dawn, And the amber flood after the darkness has gone The slow-heaving ocean of gold-spangled jade, When the sun wakes the day in the Tracks of the Trade Let my heart thrill again as the tom-toms dull boom Floats out from the bush in the flower-fragrant gloom, And the shriek of the conches, the hi-mi-sea swell, Brings word of the feast in the depths of the dell. Lead my footsteps again to that forest crypt dim, Where firelight throws shadows on bosom and limb Of the billowing forms of the trim tropic maids, When the song wakes the dsnee in the Tracks of the Trades Let my bands close again on the hard-kicking wheel, As the schooner romps off on a rollicking reel, To the humming of back-stay and sharp-slatting sail, And the hiss of the eomber that smothers the rail. Oh, the cadenced lament of the chorusing shroud, As the spindrift sweeps aft in a feathery cloud Oh, the storm-tumbled sea-ways traversed unafraid, As the squalls spin the spume down the Tracks of the Trade Take me baek, take me back to the Tracks of the Trade For tis aeary I am of thecitys parade, Of the dust of the traffic, the grey cheerless skies, And the long lines of people with spiritless eyes. Take me back to my green sunny islands again, Away from this treadmill of sorrow and pain, Away from this tinsel and gilt masquerade Let me live, let me die in the Tracks of the Trade......We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with In the Tracks of the Trades. To get started finding In the Tracks of the Trades, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
Description: Take me back, take me back to the Tracks of the Trade Let me wander again in the coco palms shade, Where the drums of the ocean, in pulsating roar, Beat time far the waltz of the waves on the shore Where sunlight and starlight and moonlight conspire To speed the gay houn on the Wings of Desire Let me clamber again through the orchid-bright glade- Take me back, take me back to the Tracks of the Trade Oh, the hot flame of sunset, the tremulous light When the afterglow fades to the velvet of night The star-stencilled headland in blank silhouette Where the moonbeams are meshed in the flamboyants net Oh, the purple of midnight, the grey mists of dawn, And the amber flood after the darkness has gone The slow-heaving ocean of gold-spangled jade, When the sun wakes the day in the Tracks of the Trade Let my heart thrill again as the tom-toms dull boom Floats out from the bush in the flower-fragrant gloom, And the shriek of the conches, the hi-mi-sea swell, Brings word of the feast in the depths of the dell. Lead my footsteps again to that forest crypt dim, Where firelight throws shadows on bosom and limb Of the billowing forms of the trim tropic maids, When the song wakes the dsnee in the Tracks of the Trades Let my bands close again on the hard-kicking wheel, As the schooner romps off on a rollicking reel, To the humming of back-stay and sharp-slatting sail, And the hiss of the eomber that smothers the rail. Oh, the cadenced lament of the chorusing shroud, As the spindrift sweeps aft in a feathery cloud Oh, the storm-tumbled sea-ways traversed unafraid, As the squalls spin the spume down the Tracks of the Trade Take me baek, take me back to the Tracks of the Trade For tis aeary I am of thecitys parade, Of the dust of the traffic, the grey cheerless skies, And the long lines of people with spiritless eyes. Take me back to my green sunny islands again, Away from this treadmill of sorrow and pain, Away from this tinsel and gilt masquerade Let me live, let me die in the Tracks of the Trade......We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with In the Tracks of the Trades. To get started finding In the Tracks of the Trades, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.