The Young Wrecker of the Florida Reef, Or, The Trials and Adventures of Fred RansomClaxton, 1865 - 381 Seiten |
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Seite 74 - But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still his master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone...
Seite 228 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, —...
Seite 279 - Imperious Csesar, dead and turned to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away...
Seite 94 - In the midst of life we are in death ; of whom may we seek for succour, but of thee, O Lord, who for our sins art justly displeased...
Seite 14 - Without having any distaste for business generally, or for my father's business in particular, I grew up with that indefinable longing that is common to many boys — a desire to roam. A vague feeling constantly beset me that I must ramble somewhere in the world.