D'Artagnan, the King Maker — page 89: what you’re looking at

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80 The Cunning of a Sea Dog. golden galleons which sail above! But the heart is a kind of cistus that rock-rose, you know, which clings by one thread if all the rest are broken! “We came from the land from which the possessors shove us if we linger, after having lightened our pouches! So we love the land, in our dreams, anyway! and we want to live on the land, once in a while, and die there, though we pass too long on the restless billows. “TI myself, look you, captain! tended sheep on the Odriano Mountains over there, where all are shepherds, but the whitecaps drew me out seaward from my flock’s white heads. But it comes to me out here that those lambs will not grow if the wolves do. The tyrant in Madrid wears fleece dyed in our lambs’ blood!” “Friend, brother,” replied the chevalier, “the colors of a flag are like that dye of old which could not be effaced or diluted. ‘The flag we are swaddled in should be our winding-cloth. Spain thas her castles on the deep! the lion’s roar is heard in the beating of the sea on her hun- dred shores—may we not have a faithful follower of King Philip here, where we are of all nations ?” “Hark!” said Pedro, after a pause, lifting his eyes and his hands to point. “That is an Arragonese. I will let him answer!’ Up on the stumpy mast of the Swordfish, three-master xebec, more often seen between Africa and Italy than off San Sebastian, a seaman, suspended, spread out like a spider in its web, mending the rigging, was singing: “If the Dutch or the Spaniard Come but to oppose us, We will thrust them up at the mainyard If they venture to nose us!” “But that’s English!’ “That is his patriotism! of no country, but of all—it was all one world when Mother Earth was first heaved head up out of the salt water! A man’s country is any- where the is not fleeced. Deus Protector Nestor! that is ourKapitan-pasha, as the Arabs say!” ‘Why should the sea rush upon shore ?” “To wash away the worthless!” “With what particular aim ?” “A sure end! The people have risen against their Gomichooksrco im