Tom Cringle's Log, 第 2 巻William Blackwood, Edinburgh; and T. Cadell, ... London., 1833 - 384 ページ |
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... Spanish sailors quaintly enough call it . We got rolling tackles up , and the topgallant- masts down , and studding - sails out of the tops , and les- sened the lumber and weight aloft in every way we could think of , but , nevertheless ...
... Spanish sailors quaintly enough call it . We got rolling tackles up , and the topgallant- masts down , and studding - sails out of the tops , and les- sened the lumber and weight aloft in every way we could think of , but , nevertheless ...
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... Spanish America , where a few master spirits , all old Spaniards , did indeed for a season stick fiery off from the dark mass of savages amongst whom their lot was cast , like stars in a moonless night , but only to suffer a speedy ...
... Spanish America , where a few master spirits , all old Spaniards , did indeed for a season stick fiery off from the dark mass of savages amongst whom their lot was cast , like stars in a moonless night , but only to suffer a speedy ...
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... know when we can run in . Mr Yerk , back the main - topsail , and heave the ship to . " Presently the pilot canoe , with the Spanish flag flying in the stern , came alongside ; and the pilot THE CRUISE OF THE FIREBRAND . 15.
... know when we can run in . Mr Yerk , back the main - topsail , and heave the ship to . " Presently the pilot canoe , with the Spanish flag flying in the stern , came alongside ; and the pilot THE CRUISE OF THE FIREBRAND . 15.
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... Spanish soldiers in warlike array , three poor devils of half - naked mulattoes stuck their heads out of an embrasure under its shadow . " Señor Capitan , " they shouted , " una Botella de Roma , por el honor del pais . ' We were mighty ...
... Spanish soldiers in warlike array , three poor devils of half - naked mulattoes stuck their heads out of an embrasure under its shadow . " Señor Capitan , " they shouted , " una Botella de Roma , por el honor del pais . ' We were mighty ...
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... Spanish canoe manned by four negroes , and steered by an elderly gentleman , a sharp acute - looking little man , in a gingham coat , in her wake , also pulling very fast ; however , the Don seemed dead beat , and the captain was in ...
... Spanish canoe manned by four negroes , and steered by an elderly gentleman , a sharp acute - looking little man , in a gingham coat , in her wake , also pulling very fast ; however , the Don seemed dead beat , and the captain was in ...
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298 ページ - 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.
265 ページ - 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!
125 ページ - 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!
251 ページ - 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.
114 ページ - 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.
114 ページ - 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...
384 ページ - t be so, Hamlet is of the faction that is wrong'd ; His madness is poor Hamlet's enemy. Sir, in this audience, Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil Free me so far in your most generous thoughts, That I have shot mine arrow o'er the house
264 ページ - Came freshening, and reflecting all the scene : (A mirror in the depth of flowery shelves ;) So sweet a spot of earth you might, (I ween) Have guessed some congregation of the elves To sport by summer moons, had shaped it for themselves...
210 ページ - He was the mildest manner'd man That ever scuttled ship or cut a throat ; With such true breeding of a gentleman, You never could divine his real thought ; No courtier could, and scarcely woman can Gird more deceit within a petticoat ; Pity he loved adventurous life's variety, He was so great a loss to good society.
1 ページ - 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?