Oceanus, Or, A Peaceful Progress O'er the Unpathed SeaLongman, Brown, Green and Longmans, 1850 - 307 pages |
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... woman to come also to be with her , in order to have joined in prayer , in a few minutes after , that noble lady and her woman fell a sacrifice , by one corner of the nursery - room falling in upon them , and were the next morning both ...
... woman to come also to be with her , in order to have joined in prayer , in a few minutes after , that noble lady and her woman fell a sacrifice , by one corner of the nursery - room falling in upon them , and were the next morning both ...
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... women , and children ; and all in prime marketable condition . ' The boy says , their cries were so terrible , that he dare not go and look into the hold ; that at first he could not close his eyes , the sound so froze his blood ; and ...
... women , and children ; and all in prime marketable condition . ' The boy says , their cries were so terrible , that he dare not go and look into the hold ; that at first he could not close his eyes , the sound so froze his blood ; and ...
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... woman who was trying to get out of the same place . I dragged her out . The ship was full of Jews , women , and people , selling all sorts of things . I threw the woman from me , and saw all the heads drop back again in at the port ...
... woman who was trying to get out of the same place . I dragged her out . The ship was full of Jews , women , and people , selling all sorts of things . I threw the woman from me , and saw all the heads drop back again in at the port ...
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... woman , whom I had pulled out of the port - hole , came rolling by I said to the baker , who was an Irishman , named Robert Cleary , " Bob , reach out your hand , and catch hold of that woman ; that is a woman I pulled out of the port ...
... woman , whom I had pulled out of the port - hole , came rolling by I said to the baker , who was an Irishman , named Robert Cleary , " Bob , reach out your hand , and catch hold of that woman ; that is a woman I pulled out of the port ...
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... woman , but she was very ill for three or four days . On board the " Victory , " I saw the body of the carpenter lying on the hearth before the galley fire : some women were trying to recover him , but he was quite dead . " The captain ...
... woman , but she was very ill for three or four days . On board the " Victory , " I saw the body of the carpenter lying on the hearth before the galley fire : some women were trying to recover him , but he was quite dead . " The captain ...
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animal appearance Atlantic Ocean BARRAUD beautiful birds boat Borneo called Cape Cape Colony captain Captain Cook carried CHARLES chief civilised climate coast colour covered crew crocodile dear deck delightful DORA dreadful EMMA endeavoured English exclaimed eyes fear feet fertile fish Frederic friends George gold GRANDY Grandy's Greenland Gulf Gulf of Finland Gulf of St hand happy harbour head heard inhabitants island Isle of Thanet Isles ladies lakes land largest latitude look Madagascar mamma missionaries mother mountains natives navigators nearly negroes never night North Sea Ocean Pacific Ocean papa pass Pitcairn's Island Polynesia poor port-holes possess principal remarkable rivers rocks sail sailors savage scarcely serpent ship shores side slaves STANLEY Straits Sumatra tell thing town trees vessel voyage whale WILTON wind woman women
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Page 67 - twas a very wicked thing ! ' Said little Wilhelmine. ' Nay, nay, my little girl,' quoth he ; ' It was a famous victory. ' And everybody praised the Duke, Who such a fight did win.' ' But what good came of it at last ? ' Quoth little Peterkin. ' Why, that I cannot tell,' said he,
Page 204 - The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, The furrow followed free; We were the first that ever burst Into that silent sea.
Page 187 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? Oh, tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Page 59 - Kempenfelt is gone; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men. Weigh the vessel up Once dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again Full charged with England's thunder, And plough the distant main:...
Page 67 - They say it was a shocking sight after the field was won; for many thousand bodies here lay rotting in the sun; but things like that, you know, must be after a famous victory. Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, and our good Prince Eugene. "Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!" said little Wilhelmine. "Nay... nay... my little girl," quoth he, "it was a famous victory.
Page 13 - JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shall be : Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are still my own.
Page 67 - But everybody said," quoth he, "that 'twas a famous victory. My father lived at Blenheim then, yon little stream hard by; they burnt his dwelling to the ground, and he was forced to fly: so with his wife and child he fled, nor had he where to rest his head.
Page 14 - twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. Soul, then know thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear.
Page 186 - Religion ! what treasure untold Resides in that heavenly word ! More precious than silver and gold, Or all that this earth can afford. But the sound of the church-going bell These...
Page 13 - Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast ; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest! O, 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me ; O, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee.