The Emigrant: A Tale of AustraliaSimmonds, 1847 - 228 páginas |
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... was set . with stentorian voice , declared " eight bells , " and Darkness was , for the first time at sea , drawing her dark mantle around the wanderers . The mate had , CHAPTER III . " I sate beside the steersman then 4 THE EMIGRANT .
... was set . with stentorian voice , declared " eight bells , " and Darkness was , for the first time at sea , drawing her dark mantle around the wanderers . The mate had , CHAPTER III . " I sate beside the steersman then 4 THE EMIGRANT .
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... the home he ne'er may see again , Yet proud he beareth on the strangest strand . ' I have seen the time when I could sing those ballads ; but that time ' How and the voice are like Nebuchadnezzar's dream-- they CHAPTER III. ...
... the home he ne'er may see again , Yet proud he beareth on the strangest strand . ' I have seen the time when I could sing those ballads ; but that time ' How and the voice are like Nebuchadnezzar's dream-- they CHAPTER III. ...
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A Tale of Australia W. H. Leigh. ' How and the voice are like Nebuchadnezzar's dream-- they are gone from me ; ' but how gaily this craft skims the ruffled wave ! ' Neptune's sheep are grazing o'er his Downs ! ' 6 " Do you know ? if you ...
A Tale of Australia W. H. Leigh. ' How and the voice are like Nebuchadnezzar's dream-- they are gone from me ; ' but how gaily this craft skims the ruffled wave ! ' Neptune's sheep are grazing o'er his Downs ! ' 6 " Do you know ? if you ...
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... voice of the walking gentleman , deep , sonorous , and distinctly articulated , was heard , " I wish it were nine . " " Ah ! there you are , " interrupted the smoker , " there you are , " slap- ping his knee and looking inquisitively at ...
... voice of the walking gentleman , deep , sonorous , and distinctly articulated , was heard , " I wish it were nine . " " Ah ! there you are , " interrupted the smoker , " there you are , " slap- ping his knee and looking inquisitively at ...
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... voice is that singing ? Hark ! " 66 How merry , how gay is the sailor's life ! As the bird he is wandering free ; In the very last port is his widow'd wife- Sing fal the ral lal , lal lee . " " What scoundrel , Mr. Rennie , sings that ...
... voice is that singing ? Hark ! " 66 How merry , how gay is the sailor's life ! As the bird he is wandering free ; In the very last port is his widow'd wife- Sing fal the ral lal , lal lee . " " What scoundrel , Mr. Rennie , sings that ...
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actilly Adelaide ain't appeared arrived arter Australia beautiful behold bless blow blue peter boat bosom bottle breath Burchell bussum cabin Cape Cape Town Captain CHAPTER Charles Clinton Colony comfortable dear deck delighted Doctor dreadful emigrants fellow flowers forecastle forthwith gaze gentleman glorious hand happy hear heard heart Heaven heerd Hobart Town hour inquired Kangaroo Island Kingscote Lady Briscoe land laugh length letter look Mary Webb Mate melancholy memory serves mind Miss Blair morning Neptune never night numbers Ocean Queen once party Pauline pipe poor Queen Mab Rennie replied River Torrens roared round sail seen ship shore sigh singing soul South Australia storm Susan Sydney Table Bay Table Mountain tell Thank there's thing thou thought town Turkey turn unhappy vessel voice voyage walk wave whilst wine
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Página 6 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Página 25 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
Página 134 - The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contain'd no tomb, — And glowing into day...
Página 140 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade ! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head : The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Página 31 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Página 4 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ;w But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Página 51 - It is enough for me to prove That what I loved, and long must love, Like common earth can rot; To me there needs no stone to tell, 'Tis nothing that I loved so well.
Página 87 - How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour, when storms are gone ; When warring winds have died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray, Melt off, and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity...
Página 174 - The billows heave ! one glowing green expanse, Save where along the bending line of shore Such hue is thrown, as when the peacock's neck Assumes its proudest tint of amethyst, Embathed in emerald glory.
Página 108 - I shall conclude my remarks on his part with that poetical complaint of his being in love, and leave my reader to consider how prettily it would sound in the mouth of an emperor of Morocco. The god of love once more has shot his fires Into my soul, and my whole