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Page 43
... Marathon looks on the sea ; And musing there an hour alone , I dreamed that Greece might still be free ; For standing on the Persians ' grave , I could not deem myself a slave . 10 10 15 10 5 10 בי A king sat on the rocky. 43 Lord Byron.
... Marathon looks on the sea ; And musing there an hour alone , I dreamed that Greece might still be free ; For standing on the Persians ' grave , I could not deem myself a slave . 10 10 15 10 5 10 בי A king sat on the rocky. 43 Lord Byron.
Page 46
... yard of rock that would 25 be dry for twelve hours . " While they exchanged these words they paused upon the highest ledge of rock to which they could attain , for CHARLES COPSLAND it seemed that any further attempt to move 46.
... yard of rock that would 25 be dry for twelve hours . " While they exchanged these words they paused upon the highest ledge of rock to which they could attain , for CHARLES COPSLAND it seemed that any further attempt to move 46.
Page 64
... hour , flying rather than floating , getting gradually more and more into the middle of the surge , and nearer and nearer to its horrible inner edge . Scarcely had I secured myself in a new position when we gave a wild 25 lurch to ...
... hour , flying rather than floating , getting gradually more and more into the middle of the surge , and nearer and nearer to its horrible inner edge . Scarcely had I secured myself in a new position when we gave a wild 25 lurch to ...
Page 67
... hour or 20 thereabout after my quitting the smack , when , after hav- ing descended to a vast distance beneath me , it made three or four wild gyrations in rapid succession , and plunged headlong at once and forever into the chaos of ...
... hour or 20 thereabout after my quitting the smack , when , after hav- ing descended to a vast distance beneath me , it made three or four wild gyrations in rapid succession , and plunged headlong at once and forever into the chaos of ...
Page 68
... hour of the slack , but the sea still heaved in mountainous waves from the effects of the hurricane . I was borne violently into the channel of the Ström , and in a few minutes was hurried down the coast . A boat picked me up ...
... hour of the slack , but the sea still heaved in mountainous waves from the effects of the hurricane . I was borne violently into the channel of the Ström , and in a few minutes was hurried down the coast . A boat picked me up ...
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Page 171 - Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death they were not divided: they were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
Page 166 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 318 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 319 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Page 318 - I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 113 - Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Page 112 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams...
Page 126 - At the usual evening hour the chapel bell began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face, and he lifted up his head a little, and quickly said, " Adsum !
Page 296 - for Aix is in sight!" "How they'll greet us!" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Page 296 - twixt my knees on the ground, And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent.