Nelsons' Hand-book to the Isle of Wight ...

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T. Nelson and Sons, 1862 - Isle of Wight (England) - 215 pages
 

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Page 63 - Mark, child, what I say. They will cut off my head, and perhaps make thee a King. But mark what I say, you must not be a King, so long as your brothers Charles and James do live; for they will cut off your brothers' heads (when they can catch them) and cut off thy head too at the last; and therefore I charge you, do not be made a king by them.
Page 155 - My bellows, too, have lost their wind; . My fire's extinct, my forge decayed, And in the dust my vice is laid. My coal is spent, my iron's gone, My nails are drove, my work is done ; My fire-dried corpse lies here at rest, And, smoke-like, soars up to be bless'd.
Page 164 - Worcester's, was this day read the third time and, upon the question, passed ; and ordered to be sent unto the Lords for their concurrence." Oliver himself, as we shall find, has been dangerously sick. This is what Clement Walker, the splenetic Presbyterian, " an elderly gentleman of low stature, in a gray suit, with a little stick in his hand...
Page 79 - Slatwoods was deeply interesting ; I thought of what Fox How might be to my children forty years hence, and of the growth of the trees in that interval ; but Fox How cannot be to them what Slatwoods is to me, — the only home of my childhood, — while with them Laleham and Rugby will divide their affections.
Page 125 - ... should have been so long overlooked in a country like this, whose inhabitants during the last century have been traversing half the globe in search of climate.
Page 37 - France, they indisputably ought to have pursued. In neglecting it he considered that an opportunity was wasted, the loss of which his confidence in Providence and in the destinies of France alone enabled him to forgive. D'Annebault, however, had received discretionary powers ; and, for some unknown reason, he determined to try his fortune elsewhere. After three days of barren demonstration, the fleet weighed anchor and sailed. His misfortunes in the Isle of Wight were not yet over. The ships were...
Page 111 - May a windless bower be built, Far from passion, pain, and guilt, In a dell mid lawny hills Which the wild sea-murmur fills, And soft sunshine, and the sound Of old forests echoing round, And the light and smell divine Of all flowers that breathe and shine.
Page 63 - At which the child, sighing deeply, replied, ' I will be torn in pieces first.' And these words, coming so unexpectedly from so young a child, rejoiced my father exceedingly. And his majesty spoke to him of the welfare of his soul, and to keep his religion, commanding him to fear God, and he would provide for him.1 All which the young child earnestly promised.
Page 63 - That His thoughts had never strayed from Her, and that His Love should be the same to the last.
Page 174 - Hobson, after bearing a cheerful share in two hours' hard fighting, began to grow impatient, and asked a sailor near him for what object the two fleets were contending. Being told that the action must last till the white rag at the enemy's mast-head was struck, he exclaimed, "Oh ! if that's all, I'll see what I can do.

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