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... told me . It may happen that in speaking of ships I may be , now and then , " out of my reckoning , " and a little " disorderly at times , in describing things belonging to the army , for we are all of us liable to commit mis- takes ...
... told me . It may happen that in speaking of ships I may be , now and then , " out of my reckoning , " and a little " disorderly at times , in describing things belonging to the army , for we are all of us liable to commit mis- takes ...
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... told us of his cruises , and battles , and ship- wrecks , that we gave him all the money we had . " " Ay , well , that would answer his purpose quite as well . It is possible that you may have fallen ( in with a true blue , ' but I ...
... told us of his cruises , and battles , and ship- wrecks , that we gave him all the money we had . " " Ay , well , that would answer his purpose quite as well . It is possible that you may have fallen ( in with a true blue , ' but I ...
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... told me a few days after the cere- mony . ' 29 " Can you ? Please to begin it at once . Please do ! " 66 " Some Well , then , you shall have it without delay , as nearly as I can remember , in the language in which it was related to me ...
... told me a few days after the cere- mony . ' 29 " Can you ? Please to begin it at once . Please do ! " 66 " Some Well , then , you shall have it without delay , as nearly as I can remember , in the language in which it was related to me ...
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... told him it was utterly impossible to marry him . ' I am sorry for it , ' said he , but if you were to give me the navy of England I could not marry you . ' This remark was a broadside that almost laid Jack on his beam - ends , but he ...
... told him it was utterly impossible to marry him . ' I am sorry for it , ' said he , but if you were to give me the navy of England I could not marry you . ' This remark was a broadside that almost laid Jack on his beam - ends , but he ...
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... told the young officer , that he had served his coun- try for years , while he , his officer , had never smelt gunpowder . The officer had been in the wrong , and was prudently advised to pass by the E outbreak of the old soldier ...
... told the young officer , that he had served his coun- try for years , while he , his officer , had never smelt gunpowder . The officer had been in the wrong , and was prudently advised to pass by the E outbreak of the old soldier ...
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Page 274 - May the great God whom I worship grant to my country, and for the benefit of Europe in general, a great and glorious victory, and may no misconduct in any one tarnish it ; and may humanity after victory be the predominant feature in the British fleet...
Page 315 - We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Page 53 - This day is called the feast of Crispian. He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say "Tomorrow is Saint Crispian." Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say "These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Page 62 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand ; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Page 75 - Fitz-James's blade was sword and shield. He practised every pass and ward, To thrust, to strike, to feint, to guard ; While less expert, though stronger far, The Gael maintained unequal war. Three times in closing strife they stood, And thrice the Saxon blade drank blood ; No stinted draught, no scanty tide, The gushing flood the tartans dyed.
Page 315 - 11 reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone — But we left him alone with his glory.
Page 105 - Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling, The darling of our crew; No more he'll hear the tempest howling, For death has broach'd him to. His form was of the manliest beauty, His heart was kind and soft; Faithful below he did his duty, And now he's gone aloft.
Page 74 - Then each at once his falchion drew, Each on the ground his scabbard threw, Each looked to sun and stream and plain, As what they ne'er might see again ; Then, foot and point and eye opposed, In dubious strife they darkly closed.
Page 19 - Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul : The mind's the standard of the man.
Page 151 - His arms are neutral, hanging and swinging in a curve aloof; his hands, half open, look as if they had just been handling ropes, and had no object in life but to handle them again. He is proud of appearing in a new hat and slops, with a belcher handkerchief flowing loosely round his neck, and the corner of another out of his pocket. Thus equipped, with pinchbeck buckles in his...