The life and ... adventures of Robinson CrusoeDaldy, Isbister & Company, 1877 - 630 Seiten |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
afterwards arms Atkins barley began believe boat boatswain Brazils bread brought called canoes captain carry cave China Christian corn creatures CRUSOE danger deliverance England English Englishmen father fellow fight fire five Friday gave give goats gone governor ground hands head heard horse hundred island killed kind knew labour land leave Lisbon lived looked manner mate mind moidores morning murder Muscovite muskets never night obliged observed occasion perhaps pieces pieces of eight pinnace plantation poor Portuguese pounds sterling powder prisoners Providence resolved rest Robin Crusoe Robinson Crusoe sail savages saved seems servants ship ship's shore shot side sight sloop soon Spaniards stay stood supercargo surprised Tartars tell things thought told Tonquin took tree voyage wanted wind wood word Xury
Beliebte Passagen
Seite xiii - Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, — I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Seite ix - ADVENTURES OF ROBINSON CRUSOE , Of YORK. MARINER: Who lived Eight and Twenty Years, all alone in an un-inhabited Island on the Coast of AMERICA, near the Mouth of the Great River of OROONOQUE; Having been cast on Shore by Shipwreck, wherein all the Men perished but himself. WITH An Account how he was at last as strangely deliver'd by PYRATES. Written by Himself.
Seite xiii - I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see ; They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Seite 34 - However this put me upon rummaging for clothes, of which I found enough, but took no more than I wanted for present use, for I had other things which my eye was more upon, as first, tools to work with on shore...
Seite 103 - I looked round me, I could hear nothing, nor see anything ; I went up to a rising ground to look farther. I went up the shore, and down the shore, but it was all one, I could see no other impression but that one.
Seite xiii - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Seite 35 - ... it was after long searching that I found out the carpenter's chest, which was indeed a very useful prize to me, and much more valuable than a ship-loading of gold would have been at that time.
Seite xiii - Society, friendship, and love, Divinely bestow'd upon man, Oh, had I the wings of a dove, How soon would I taste you again ! My sorrows I then might assuage In the ways of religion and truth ; Might learn from the wisdom of age, And be cheer'd by the sallies of youth...
Seite 138 - ... not very easy to describe. His face was round and plump; his nose small, not flat like the Negroes', a very good mouth, thin lips, and his fine teeth well set, and white as ivory.
Seite 39 - I smiled to myself at the sight of this money. "O drug!" said I aloud, "what art thou good for? Thou art not worth to me, no, not the taking off of the ground. One of those knives is worth all this heap. I have no manner of use for thee. E'en remain where thou art and go to the bottom as a creature whose life is not worth saving.