Chronicles of the sea: or, Faithful narratives of shipwrecks, fires, famines, and disasters incidental to a life of maritime enterprise

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Side 112 - Speak, Father!" once again he cried, " If I may yet be gone !" — And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
Side 112 - And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair; And shouted but once more aloud,
Side 40 - And down she suck'd with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die.
Side 128 - The sails are scattered abroad like weeds ; The strong masts shake, like quivering reeds ; The mighty cables and iron chains, The hull, which all earthly strength disdains, They strain, and they crack ; and hearts like stone Their natural, hard, proud strength disown. Up and down ! up and down ! From the base of the wave to the billow's crown...
Side 120 - As the crashing wreck was sinking beneath us, I had a glimpse of two or three half-naked wretches rushing from her cabin; they just started from their beds to be swallowed shrieking by the waves. I heard their drowning cry mingling with the wind.
Side 25 - Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell — Then shrieked the timid, and stood still the brave...
Side 112 - And shouted but once more aloud, 'My father! must I stay?' While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Side 88 - THE SEA THE Sea! the Sea! the open Sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round; It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; Or like a cradled creature lies.
Side 120 - Looked pure as the Spirit that made it : The murmur rose soft as I silently gazed On the shadowy waves...
Side 120 - The wind was blowing a smacking breeze, and we were going at a great rate through the water. Suddenly the watch gave the alarm of 'a sail ahead!

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