Poems with rhymes of crag

From cloud and from crag,
With many a jag,

Still rears the East her amber Flag—
Guides still the sun along the Crag

Mutt'ring brow-bent, at unwatched distance lag;
Till high o'er-head his beck'ning friend appears,
And from the forehead of the topmost crag

At remembrance whereof my blood sometimes will flag;
Then, light-hearted Boys, to the top of the crag!

Shall every flap of England's flag
Proclaim that all around are free,
From farthest Ind to each blue crag

With thumbscrews, wheels, with tooth and spike and jag,
Which fishers found under the utmost crag

Of feathery flakes, scarcely flag
Where, shock after shock, the green mountains
Explode on the iron-grey crag.

Thy woods this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag

And ever from land or lake, from wave or crag,
From fixed or floating fort, You had in sight
The British Flag.

Perched high on the top of the crag?"
"'T is the cormorant, dear little brother;
The fishermen call it the shag."

By many storm-winds rent—a grim, grey rag—
Floated above the castle on the crag,

Still as their oars receded from the crag,
Round every weed a moment would they lag,

It may trail o'er the halyards-a bullet-torn rag,
Or flutter in shreds from the battlement-crag;

"He was always a desperate wag!"
They beheld him--their Baker--their hero unnamed--
On the top of a neighbouring crag,

To force the foe from covert crag,
And chase them till they fall,
Then plant for ever England's Flag

Flapped by the angry flag;
The hurricane from the battery sings,
But his claw has known the crag.

In friendly beauty floats that free-fix'd flag
'Gainst England's glowing ensign! I could dream
Of times, when the wild bush, each uncouth crag,

Planting upon the topmost crag
The staff of England's battle-flag;

The bittern scream'd from rush and flag,
The raven slumber'd on his crag,

As a flood rends its barriers of mountainous crag:
And the dense clouds in many a ruin and rag,