Afloat and Ashore; Or the Adventures of Miles WallingfordThe Author, 1844 - 282 Seiten |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
American anchor Andrew Drewett answered ascer began better boat bolt-rope Bradfort brig called canvass Captain Robbins Captain Williams cerning Clawbonny coast Compte course Crisis dear deck Digges dollars Emily everything eyes fancied father favour feeling fellow felt forecastle French gave girl give Grace guarda-costas hands Hardinge heard hope hour instant island knew lady land laugh letter-of-marque look Lucy Lucy's lugger Major Merton manner Marble Masser Mile mate matter minutes Miss Merton morning never nigger night nolle prosequi ocean passage passed pearls pounds currency pretty proas ready reef round Rupert sail sailor savages schooner seemed seen ship sister sloop Smudge soon sort stay-sail suppose taffrail Talcott tell thing thought Tigris tion told took top-mast true turned Ulster county vessel voyage Wallingford whole wind wish yawl young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 244 - And with them the Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Seite 86 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Seite 25 - The monarch mind, the mystery of commanding, The birth-hour gift, the art Napoleon, Of winning, fettering, moulding, wielding, banding The hearts of millions till they move as one : Thou hast it.
Seite 239 - Drink ! drink ! to whom shall we drink ? To a friend or a mistress ? — Come, let me think ! To those who are absent, or those who are here ? To the dead that we loved, or the living still dear ? Alas ! when I look, I find none of the last ! The present is barren — let 's drink to the past.
Seite 134 - With look, like patient Job's, eschewing evil ; With motions graceful as a bird's in air ; Thou art, in sober truth, the veriest devil That e'er clenched fingers in a captive's hair?
Seite 245 - How pleasant and how sad the turning tide Of human life, when side by side The child and youth begin to glide Along the vale of years : The pure twin-being for a little space, With lightsome heart, and yet a graver face, Too young for woe, though not for tears ! ALLSTON.