Christina, the Maid of the South Seas: A PoemA.J. Valpy, 1811 - 332 sider |
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... storm is gathering near ! " II . Columbia's vessel rode the main , And proudly plough'd the watery plain ; Yet quail ... storms the British spirit check ? That spirit which still higher soars , As tyrant threats , or cannon roars ! No ...
... storm is gathering near ! " II . Columbia's vessel rode the main , And proudly plough'd the watery plain ; Yet quail ... storms the British spirit check ? That spirit which still higher soars , As tyrant threats , or cannon roars ! No ...
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... storm Uprears his grim and awful form ! The swelling waves rise mountain - high , As if to search the viewless sky ; The ship , by struggling billows tost , One moment , sinks between them lost , Becalm'd and tranquil , as the lake That ...
... storm Uprears his grim and awful form ! The swelling waves rise mountain - high , As if to search the viewless sky ; The ship , by struggling billows tost , One moment , sinks between them lost , Becalm'd and tranquil , as the lake That ...
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... storm ! " " From England ? No ! Our course we bore ; " From the fair Trans - Atlantic shore ; " Branch torn from England's stately tree , " Nurtur'd and watch'd by Liberty , " Where Freedom , Nature , Man combine , " To rear and guard ...
... storm ! " " From England ? No ! Our course we bore ; " From the fair Trans - Atlantic shore ; " Branch torn from England's stately tree , " Nurtur'd and watch'd by Liberty , " Where Freedom , Nature , Man combine , " To rear and guard ...
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... give ! My only delight on earth is fled , And still must CHRISTINA live ! Yet oft will I steal at midnight hour , To deck thy cold tomb with tear and flower , And when the rude storms of life are past , OF THE SOUTH SEAS . 41.
... give ! My only delight on earth is fled , And still must CHRISTINA live ! Yet oft will I steal at midnight hour , To deck thy cold tomb with tear and flower , And when the rude storms of life are past , OF THE SOUTH SEAS . 41.
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A Poem Mary Russell Mitford. And when the rude storms of life are past , With thee I will find my home at last . XL . Ceas'd the sweet strain . No echo shrill Prolong'd the sound on dale or hill ; For echo loves the measure high , Of ...
A Poem Mary Russell Mitford. And when the rude storms of life are past , With thee I will find my home at last . XL . Ceas'd the sweet strain . No echo shrill Prolong'd the sound on dale or hill ; For echo loves the measure high , Of ...
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Andrew Fuller Avanna beauty billows blooming blooming band boards boat bore bosom bower brave breast breath'd bright Briton canoe Canto Captain Bligh Captain Cook charms chief Christian CHRISTINA cloth cottage crew death deck Eatooa emerald dove England fair faithful band feathers Fitzallan flower fond friends gale gaz'd glance glow grace hand heart Henry Henry's hour Hubert Iddeah Indian isle ivahah land lov'd M'Intosh maid maiden mark'd MARY RUSSELL MITFORD Matavai mild Morai natives ne'er never NOTE o'er ocean ocean spray Omai Otaheite Otaheitean Otoo Pacific Ocean peace Pitcairn's Island plantain tree prayer priests rose sacrifice sails scarcely scene seem'd Seymor ship shore side sigh smile soft soon sought soul South Seas stood storm sweet swell tale tears tempest-tost thee thou thro Tinah told Twas verdant vessel Voyage round wave whatta Whilst wild wind young youth
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Side 261 - Notwithstanding the roughness with which I was treated, the remembrance of past kindnesses produced some signs of remorse in Christian. When they were forcing me out of the ship, I asked him if this treatment was a proper return for the many instances he had received of my friendship ? he appeared disturbed at my question, and answered, with much emotion, " That, Captain Bligh, that is the thing ; — I am in hell...
Side 256 - Come, Captain Bligh, your officers and men are now in the boat, and you must go with them ; if you attempt to make the least resistance, you will instantly be put to death...
Side 246 - for twenty-three weeks we had been treated with the utmost affection and regard, and which seemed to increase in proportion to our stay. That we were not insensible to their kindness, the events which followed more than sufficiently prove ; for to the friendly and endearing behaviour of these people, may be ascribed the motives for that •event which effected the ruin of an expedition, that there was every reason to hope would have been completed in the most fortunate manner.
Side 249 - Christian, with the master-atarms, gunner's mate, and Thomas Burkitt, seaman, came into my cabin, and, seizing me, tied my hands with a cord behind my back, threatening me with instant death if I spoke or made the least noise. I...
Side 322 - The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled.
Side 260 - His abilities to take charge of the third watch, as I had so divided the ship's company, were fully equal to the task. Hay wood was also of a respectable family in the north of England, and a young man of abilities, as well as Christian. These two had been objects of my particular regard and attention, and I had taken great pains to instruct them, having entertained hopes that, as professional men, they would have become a credit to their country. Young...
Side 263 - ... imagined it in their power to fix themselves in the midst of plenty, on one of the finest islands in the world, where they need not labour, and where the allurements of dissipation are beyond anything that can be conceived.
Side 255 - It appeared to me that Christian was some time in doubt whether he should keep the carpenter, or his mates; at length he determined on the latter, and the carpenter was ordered into the boat. He was permitted, but not without some opposition, to take his tool-chest.
Side 198 - Some on the lower boughs, which crost their way, Fixing their bearded fibres, round and round, With many a ring and wild contortion wound; Some to the passing wind, at times, with sway Of gentle motion swung; Others of younger growth, unmov'd, were hung Like stone-drops from the cavern's fretted height.
Side 197 - Twas a fair scene wherein they stood, A green and sunny glade amid the wood, And in the midst an aged Banian grew. It was a goodly sight to see That venerable tree, For o'er the lawn, irregularly spread, Fifty straight columns propt its lofty head ; And many a long depending shoot, Seeking to strike its root, Straight like a plummet, grew towards the ground.