The cruise of the Midge. By the author of 'Tom Cringle's log'.1836 |
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... turned he gave a loud stamp , and swung briskly about on the good leg as if it had been a pivot , giving a most curious indescribable flourish in the air with the wounded limb in the round - coming , like the last quiver of Noblet's leg ...
... turned he gave a loud stamp , and swung briskly about on the good leg as if it had been a pivot , giving a most curious indescribable flourish in the air with the wounded limb in the round - coming , like the last quiver of Noblet's leg ...
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... turned , but gradually increasing his pace as he pro- ceeded , until he sculled along at a terrible rate . His head was very large , and thatched with a great fell of coarse red hair hanging down in greasy masses on each side of his ...
... turned , but gradually increasing his pace as he pro- ceeded , until he sculled along at a terrible rate . His head was very large , and thatched with a great fell of coarse red hair hanging down in greasy masses on each side of his ...
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... turned his face , was most laughable ; more es- pecially , that he always met Sprawl , as he came to the wind , with a sidling bow , before he made sail in his usual pace ; which slight incli- nation the lieutenant answered with a ...
... turned his face , was most laughable ; more es- pecially , that he always met Sprawl , as he came to the wind , with a sidling bow , before he made sail in his usual pace ; which slight incli- nation the lieutenant answered with a ...
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... turned out , he was determined to have some fun , in the interregnum between the unshipping of poor Donovan and Lanyard's appointment . " What is that abeam of us ? " said Mr. Sprawl , who had now come upon deck . " Hand me up the night ...
... turned out , he was determined to have some fun , in the interregnum between the unshipping of poor Donovan and Lanyard's appointment . " What is that abeam of us ? " said Mr. Sprawl , who had now come upon deck . " Hand me up the night ...
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... turned our stern to the shore , and began to pull in that direction- bang - several cannon were again fired at us , in this instance loaded with round and grape , but fortunately missed us this time . " Pull , men , like fury ; give way ...
... turned our stern to the shore , and began to pull in that direction- bang - several cannon were again fired at us , in this instance loaded with round and grape , but fortunately missed us this time . " Pull , men , like fury ; give way ...
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Page 135 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wits
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Page 135 - They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end. Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.
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Page 400 - Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart? When last I saw thy young blue eyes, they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, But with a hope. — Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me; and on high The winds lift up their voices: I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
Page 432 - For now I stand as one upon a rock, Environed with a wilderness of sea ; Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave, Expecting ever when some envious surge Will in his brinish bowels swallow him.
Page 246 - Who has e'er had the luck to see Donnybrook Fair? An Irishman, all in his glory, is there, With his sprig of shillelah and shamrock so green!
Page 152 - Those wandering veins of heavenly blue, That stray along thy forehead fair, Lost 'mid a gleam of golden hair ? Oh ! can that light and airy breath Steal from a being doomed to death ; Those features to the grave be sent In sleep thus mutely eloquent ; Or, art thou, what thy form would seem, The phantom of a blessed dream...