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... frigate Macedonian , then lying in the harbor . A crowd of Peruvian boys followed it ; and the very sentinels forgot their military gravity , and indulged in the irrepressible laughter which it excited . First came some half dozen ...
... frigate Macedonian , then lying in the harbor . A crowd of Peruvian boys followed it ; and the very sentinels forgot their military gravity , and indulged in the irrepressible laughter which it excited . First came some half dozen ...
Page 97
... frigate's boats were lying in readiness to receive the " liberty men , " was crowded with people . Sailors , soldiers , guarda - costas , Indians , and idlers of all descriptions , were collected there . The clattering of the oars of ...
... frigate's boats were lying in readiness to receive the " liberty men , " was crowded with people . Sailors , soldiers , guarda - costas , Indians , and idlers of all descriptions , were collected there . The clattering of the oars of ...
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... frigates Macedonian and Esmeralda ; the latter a new ship , fully armed , pro- visioned , manned , and equipped for a six months ' cruise ; and a little farther out lay the British frigate Hyperion ; all three within half gun - shot of ...
... frigates Macedonian and Esmeralda ; the latter a new ship , fully armed , pro- visioned , manned , and equipped for a six months ' cruise ; and a little farther out lay the British frigate Hyperion ; all three within half gun - shot of ...
Page 99
... frigate does not hail , " said the Virginian . So fine a ship should have a livelier watch on board . A sleepy dog that , whose bayonet I see just abaft the mainmast . ' 99 " They're deep in frolic , " replied his companion . " I met a ...
... frigate does not hail , " said the Virginian . So fine a ship should have a livelier watch on board . A sleepy dog that , whose bayonet I see just abaft the mainmast . ' 99 " They're deep in frolic , " replied his companion . " I met a ...
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... frigate . The bustle occasioned by the arrival of the boats was soon over . The sailors betook themselves to the fore- castle , and became listeners to an interminable love song , which a sentimental blue jacket was droning forth to his ...
... frigate . The bustle occasioned by the arrival of the boats was soon over . The sailors betook themselves to the fore- castle , and became listeners to an interminable love song , which a sentimental blue jacket was droning forth to his ...
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Page 123 - In a golden current on, Ere from the garden, man's first abode, The glorious guests were gone. So might the days have been brightly told — Those days of song and dreams — When shepherds gather'd their flocks of old, By the blue Arcadian streams. » So in those isles of delight, that rest Far off in a breezeless main, Which many a bark, with a weary quest, Has sought, but still in vain.
Page 159 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...
Page 9 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Page 123 - TwAs a lovely thought to mark the hours, As they floated in light away, By the opening and the folding flowers, That laugh to the summer's day. Thus had each moment its own rich hue, And its graceful cup and bell, In whose coloured vase might sleep the dew, Like a pearl in an ocean-shell.
Page 68 - And with a sharp, quick cry, as if her heart Were crush'd, she lifted him and held him close Into her bosom — with a mother's thought — As if death had no power to touch him there ! ******* The man of God came forth, and led the child Unto his mother, and went on his way. And he was there — her beautiful — her own — Living and smiling on her — with his arms Folded about her neck, and his warm breath Breathing upon her lips, and in her ear The music of his gentle voice once more ! D2 JEPHTHAH'S...
Page 66 - To love when he was slumbering at her side In his unconscious infancy — "— So still! 'Tis a soft sleep ! How beautiful he lies, With his fair forehead, and the rosy veins Playing so freshly in his sunny cheek ! How could they say that he would die ! Oh, God!
Page 67 - Many long years to come, and his fair hair Will darken like his father's, and his eye Be of a deeper blue when he is grown ; And he will be so tall, and I shall look With such a pride upon him! — He to die!
Page 34 - The historic libraries of Londonderry and Belfast gave him valuable information. He traveled from the South to the North, from the East to the West...
Page 94 - Is couleur de rose. The summer of love Is the bloom of the heart, When hill, grove, and valley Their music impart ; And the pure glow of Heaven Is seen in fond eyes, As lakes show the rainbow That's hung in the skies.
Page 176 - Neville was invisible. Nobody could tell what to make of her. Her beauty was, however, no questionable matter. All the parish agreed on that point. She was in deep mourning, which set off advantageously a tall and...