Tom Cringle's LogGeorge Routledge and Sons, 1835 - 432 pages |
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... Portsmouth , after having endured the misery of a first parting from a fond mother , and a host of kind friends ; but , miserable as I was , accord- ing to my preconceived determination , I began my journal 4 TOM CRINGLE'S LOG .
... Portsmouth , after having endured the misery of a first parting from a fond mother , and a host of kind friends ; but , miserable as I was , accord- ing to my preconceived determination , I began my journal 4 TOM CRINGLE'S LOG .
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... kind or another on board , although he had hitherto confined himself strictly to the captain's cabin . All at once it came to blow from the north - east , and we were again driven back among the English fishing boats . The weather was ...
... kind or another on board , although he had hitherto confined himself strictly to the captain's cabin . All at once it came to blow from the north - east , and we were again driven back among the English fishing boats . The weather was ...
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... kind could not take place among a group of young folk without shouts of laughter , and it was not until we had caught the whole of the fish in the pond , and placed them in safety , that I had leisure to look about me . The city lay ...
... kind could not take place among a group of young folk without shouts of laughter , and it was not until we had caught the whole of the fish in the pond , and placed them in safety , that I had leisure to look about me . The city lay ...
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... kind of low grog - shop- -a bright lamp was flaring in the breeze at the door , one of the panes of the glass of it being broken . Before I entered , Mr. Treenail took me to one side- " Tom , Tom Crin- gle , you must go into this crimp ...
... kind of low grog - shop- -a bright lamp was flaring in the breeze at the door , one of the panes of the glass of it being broken . Before I entered , Mr. Treenail took me to one side- " Tom , Tom Crin- gle , you must go into this crimp ...
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... kind . By the time it was half - past ten o'clock , I was preparing to turn in , when the master - at - arms called down to me , - " Mr. Cringle , you are wanted in the gunroom . " I put on my jacket again , and immediately proceeded ...
... kind . By the time it was half - past ten o'clock , I was preparing to turn in , when the master - at - arms called down to me , - " Mr. Cringle , you are wanted in the gunroom . " I put on my jacket again , and immediately proceeded ...
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Page 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!
Page 312 - 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.
Page 290 - 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...
Page 225 - 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...
Page 296 - 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...
Page 350 - 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 And hurt my brother.
Page 231 - 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!
Page 173 - 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?
Page 190 - 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.
Page 296 - 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...