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The Shipwreck, with Life by R. Carruthers, Illustr. by B. Foster
William Falconer,Robert Carruthers
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The Shipwreck, With Life By R. Carruthers, Illustr. By B. Foster
William Falconer,Robert Carruthers
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Albert aloft anguish appears Arion belayed beneath billows blast bloom bosom brails breast breath burst Candia CANTO charms clouds crew cruel Dalziel Bros danger death deck distress doomed dreadful Duke of York Edmund Evans eternal eyes fair faithless Falconer Falconer's fame fastened fatal fate flies gale gazed glow Governor Hunter Greece groan halyards heart Heaven helm High o'er hope horror hour leeward light maid main-sail masts midshipman mizzen mizzen-mast mournful native naval night numbers o'er the deep pain Palemon plain poem poet prow rage reef roar Rodmond roll ropes round Royal Navy ruin sacred sailors sails scene scudding seamen shade ship ship's Shipwreck shore side skies smile soft soul stand starboard stay-sail stern storm strain surge sweet swell tempest terror thou thundering tide toil top-mast trembling vessel W. T. Green wandering watery wave William Falconer wind windlass wreck yards youth
Стр. xxix - To the antiquary and artist, sixteen columns are an inexhaustible source of observation and design; to the philosopher, the supposed scene of some of Plato's conversations will not be unwelcome; and the traveller will be struck with the beauty of the prospect over " Isles that crown the JEgean deep:" but, for an Englishman, Colonna has yet an additional interest, as the actual spot of Falconer's shipwreck.
Стр. 72 - The glassy ocean hush'd forgets to roar, But trembling murmurs on the sandy shore: And lo! his surface, lovely to behold! Glows in the west a sea of living gold! While, all above, a thousand liveries gay The skies with pomp ineffable array. Arabian sweets perfume the happy plains; Above, beneath, around enchantment reigns!
Стр. 158 - O'er the dire prospect as for life he strives, He looks if poor Palemon yet survives : " Ah wherefore, trusting to unequal art, Didst thou, incautious ! from the wreck depart ? Alas ! these rocks all human skill defy ; Who strikes them once, beyond relief must die : And now sore wounded, thou perhaps art tost On these, or in some oozy cavern lost.
Стр. 155 - To wake to sympathy the feeling heart; Like him the smooth and mournful verse to dress In all the pomp of exquisite distress ! Then, too severely taught by cruel fate To share in all the perils I relate, Then might I with unrivalled strains deplore The impervious horrors of a leeward shore.
Стр. 151 - He guides the unhappy victim to the shroud, " Hie thee aloft, my gallant friend," he cries; " Thy only succour on the mast relies." The helm, bereft of half its vital force, Now scarce subdued the wild unbridled course; Quick to the abandoned wheel Arion came, The ship's tempestuous sallies to reclaim.
Стр. 75 - With cordage fasten'd to the lofty prow, Aloof to sea the stately ship they tow. The nervous crew their sweeping oars extend ; And pealing shouts the shore of Candia rend. Success attends their skill ; the danger's o'er : The port is doubled and beheld no more. Now morn, her lamp pale glimmering on the sight, Scatter'd before her van reluctant night.
Стр. 91 - As in pursuit along the aerial way With ardent eye the falcon marks his prey, Each motion watches of the doubtful chase, Obliquely wheeling through the fluid space ; So, govern'd by the steersman's glowing hands, The regent helm her motion still commands.
Стр. 156 - Then downward plunge beneath the involving tide ; Till one, who seems in agony to strive, The whirling breakers heave on shore alive : The rest a speedier end of anguish knew, And prest the stony beach — a lifeless crew ! Next, O unhappy chief, the eternal doom Of Heaven decreed thee to the briny tomb.
Стр. 135 - A milk-white lion of stupendous size, Of antique marble : hence the haven's name, Unknown to modern natives whence it came. Next, in the gulf of Engia, Corinth lies, Whose gorgeous fabrics seem'd to strike the skies ; Whom, though by tyrant victors oft subdued, Greece, Egypt, Rome, with admiration view'd.