Three Years in California. by Rev. Walter Colton.A. S. Barnes, 1850 - 484 Seiten |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
alcalde American American Fork Angeles arms arrived beauty bird broke brought Cali California camp camping-tree Capt cattle cloud command dashed deposits diggers dollars dreams emigrants Feather river fell fire flag force forest forty Fremont FRIDAY gold grizzly bear heart heaven hills horses hour hundred intelligence lady land lasso leagues leave Lieut light los Angeles MARIANO GUADALUPE VALLEJO Mazatlan ment Mexican Mexico miles mines MONDAY Monterey morning mountain mules never night Pacific squadron party plain pounds prison quartz ravine reached rifle river rock rolled Sacramento saddle San Francisco San Joaquin San José Santa SATURDAY Savannah seemed SEPT shadows ship Shubrick slumber Sonoranian soon spirit steep Stockton stream SUNDAY thousand throw thunder THURSDAY tide tion to-day told took town tree Trinidad bay TUESDAY wave WEDNESDAY wind
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 312 - There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not: The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid.
Seite 271 - Fly fishing may be a very pleasant amusement ; but angling or float fishing, I can only compare to a stick and a string, with a worm at one end, and a, fool at the other.
Seite 267 - The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; But where are they the reins to guide ? A thousand horse, and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never...
Seite 178 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Seite 6 - The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an
Seite 107 - And leave thee wild and sad 7 -:Ah ! 'twere a lot too blest For ever in thy colored shades to stray ; Amid the kisses of the soft south-west To rove and dream for aye ; And leave the vain low strife That makes men mad — the tug for wealth and power, The passions and the cares that wither life, And waste its little hour.
Seite 6 - At length his lonely Cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their Dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee. His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie Wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, An' makes him quite forget his labor an
Seite 247 - Husband and wife were both packing up; the blacksmith dropped his hammer, the carpenter his plane, the mason his trowel, the farmer his sickle, the baker his loaf, and the tapster his bottle. All were off for the mines, some on horses, some on carts, and some on crutches, and one went in a litter.
Seite 212 - Lurked in the laughter of thy dark-blue eye. And thine was many an art to win and bless, The cold and stern to joy and fondness warming; The coaxing smile, the frequent soft caress, The earnest, tearful prayer all wrath disarming!
Seite 96 - Whene'er with soft serenity she smiled, Or caught the orient blush of quick surprise, How sweetly mutable, how brightly wild The liquid lustre darted from her eyes ! Each look, each motion waked a new-horn grace, That o'er her form a transient glory cast ; Some lovelier wonder soon usurp'd the place, Chased by a charm still lovelier than the last.