The Atlantic Club-book : Being Sketches in Prose and Verse, Том 1

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Harper and Brothers, 1834
 

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Стр. 48 - And they who fly in terror deem A mighty host behind, And hear the tramp of thousands Upon the hollow wind. Then sweet the hour that brings release From danger and from toil; We talk the battle over, And share the battle's spoil. The woodland rings with laugh and shout, As if a hunt were up, And woodland flowers are gathered To crown the soldier's cup.
Стр. 55 - A single glance to the main-yard explained the occasion of his merriment. He had been coming up from the gundeck, when Jacko, perceiving him on the ladder, dropped suddenly down from the main-stay, and running along the boomcover, leaped upon Bob's shoulder, seized his cap from his head, and immediately darted up the...
Стр. 49 - Come on, sir; here's the place: — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy '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...
Стр. 141 - The flying rumours gather'd as they roll'd, Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told ; And all who told it added something new, ; And all who heard it made enlargements too , In every ear it spread, on every tongue it grew.
Стр. 149 - A Poet's daughter? Could I claim The consanguinity of fame, Veins of my intellectual frame ! Your blood would glow Proudly to sing that gentlest name Of aught below. A Poet's daughter— dearer word Lip hath not spoke nor listener heard, Fit theme for song of bee and bird From morn till even, And wind-harp by the breathing stirred Of star-lit heaven.
Стр. 63 - It rose — he was alive ! his arms were seen to move! he struck out towards the ship ! — and despite the discipline of a man-of-war, three loud huzzas, an outburst of unfeigned and unrestrainable joy from the hearts of our crew of five hundred men, pealed through the air, and made the welkia ring.
Стр. 5 - BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last. What, were ye born to be An hour or half's delight, And so to bid good-night?
Стр. 48 - Well knows the fair and friendly moon The band that Marion leads — The glitter of their rifles, The scampering of their steeds. 'Tis life...
Стр. 52 - ... near the horizon, not a breath of air had risen to disturb the deep serenity of the scene. The Dutch liner, which lay not far from us, was so clearly reflected in the glassy surface of the water, that there was not a rope about her from her main-stay to her signalhalliards, which the eye could not distinctly trace in her shadowy and inverted image.
Стр. 58 - I cast my eyes up — it was too true ! The adventurous boy, after resting on the royal crosstrees, had been seized with a wish to go still higher, and...

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