Tom Cringle's Log, Volume 1William Blackwood, Edinburgh; and T. Cadell, ... London., 1834 - 384 páginas |
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... sound of artillery scam- pering along the dike . " The ship has sent up these rockets to warn us of our danger , " said Mr Treenail . " What is to be done ? Ah , Splinter , we are in a scrape there they have brought up field - pieces ...
... sound of artillery scam- pering along the dike . " The ship has sent up these rockets to warn us of our danger , " said Mr Treenail . " What is to be done ? Ah , Splinter , we are in a scrape there they have brought up field - pieces ...
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... sound , and make it emulate Jove's thunder . At this , they struck across the fields , and forming behind the guns , lay down flat on their faces , where they were soon hid from our view by the wreaths of white THE LAUNCHING OF THE LOG .
... sound , and make it emulate Jove's thunder . At this , they struck across the fields , and forming behind the guns , lay down flat on their faces , where they were soon hid from our view by the wreaths of white THE LAUNCHING OF THE LOG .
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... sound , as if the reports of the guns above us had been re- flected from some precipitous bank . " I did not know that there was any echo here , " said the youngest girl . " Alas , Janette ! " said her brother , " I fear that is no echo ...
... sound , as if the reports of the guns above us had been re- flected from some precipitous bank . " I did not know that there was any echo here , " said the youngest girl . " Alas , Janette ! " said her brother , " I fear that is no echo ...
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... sound flogging , on a very unpoetical part of their corpuses , and once more the ship subsided into her usual orderly discipline . The northwester still continued , with a clear blue sky , without a cloud overhead by day , and a bright ...
... sound flogging , on a very unpoetical part of their corpuses , and once more the ship subsided into her usual orderly discipline . The northwester still continued , with a clear blue sky , without a cloud overhead by day , and a bright ...
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... sound to us of the larboard , who were thus released from duty on deck and allowed to go below . The men were scrambling down the weather shrouds , and I was preparing to follow them , when I jammed my left foot in the grating of the ...
... sound to us of the larboard , who were thus released from duty on deck and allowed to go below . The men were scrambling down the weather shrouds , and I was preparing to follow them , when I jammed my left foot in the grating of the ...
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Página 374 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Página 351 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, •To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll!
Página 192 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
Página 253 - O'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!
Página 245 - IT is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard ; It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whispered word ; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue...
Página 245 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word; And gentle winds and waters near Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure, Which follows the decline of day, As twilight melts beneath the moon away.
Página 25 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Página 341 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined and unknown.
Página 177 - And Elijah said to his servant, Go up now, and look towards the sea; and he went up, and looked, and said, There is nothing. And he said, Go again seven times; and it came to pass the seventh time, that he said, Behold, there ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man's hand.
Página 167 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?