Jacob Faithful. With illustrations

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Seite 87 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Seite 218 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Seite 75 - That you be carried from hence to the place from whence you came, and from thence to the place of execution, and there to be hanged by the neck till you are dead...
Seite 204 - OH ! the days are gone, when Beauty bright My heart's chain wove ; When my dream of life from morn till night Was love, still love. New hope may bloom, And days may come Of milder, calmer beam, But there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream : No, there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream.
Seite 84 - They that go down to the sea in ships : and occupy their business in great waters; These men see the works of the Lord : and his wonders in the deep.
Seite 60 - I'll steer with one hand, drink with the other, and as for the legs, the less we say about them the better. ' No glory I covet, no riches I want, Ambition is nothing to me, But one thing I beg of kind Heaven to grant ' " Here Tom's treble chimed in, handing him the pot — " For breakfast a good cup of tea," " Silence, you sea-cook ! how dare you shove in your penny whistle ? How's tide, Tom ? " " Three-quarters ebb." " No, it an't, you thief ; how is it, Jacob ? "
Seite 85 - So when they cry unto the Lord in their trouble : he delivereth them out of their distress. For he maketh the storm to cease : so that the waves thereof are still.
Seite 220 - Because you are not merry : and 'twere as easy For you to laugh and leap and say you are merry, Because you are not sad. Now, by two-headed Janus, Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time : Some that will evermore peep through their eyes And laugh like parrots at a bag-piper, And other of such vinegar aspect That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile, Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable.
Seite 90 - A plague on those musty old lubbers, Who tell us to fast and to think, And patient fall in with life's rubbers, With nothing but water to drink!
Seite 86 - Then here goes, sir, to drown Tom's impudence — ' Glide on, my bark, the morning tide Is gently floating by thy side ; Around thy prow the waters bright, In circling rounds of broken light, Are glittering, as if ocean gave Her countless gems unto the wave.' That's a pretty air, and I first heard it sung by a pretty woman ; but that's all I know of the song. She sang another — • ' I'd be a butterfly, born in a bower.

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