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... waves , which surrounded and seemed eager to ingulf them . Most of the sails had been furled before the storm came on , but a few were still spread . These were quickly torn to shreds , and one of the masts gave way and fell over the ...
... waves , which surrounded and seemed eager to ingulf them . Most of the sails had been furled before the storm came on , but a few were still spread . These were quickly torn to shreds , and one of the masts gave way and fell over the ...
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... fog . She leaked to such a degree that the fires could not be kept burning , and her engines soon ceased to work . She now became unmanageable , and drifted at the mercy of the wind and waves . An attempt 22 GRACE DARLING . Grace Darling,
... fog . She leaked to such a degree that the fires could not be kept burning , and her engines soon ceased to work . She now became unmanageable , and drifted at the mercy of the wind and waves . An attempt 22 GRACE DARLING . Grace Darling,
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... waves instantly bore it away from the vessel ; and several passengers , who had come on deck , perished in their attempt to reach it . The boat was picked up some hours afterwards , and taken into the port of Shields . In less than five ...
... waves instantly bore it away from the vessel ; and several passengers , who had come on deck , perished in their attempt to reach it . The boat was picked up some hours afterwards , and taken into the port of Shields . In less than five ...
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English reader. rocks , and the waves dashing over it with dreadful vio- lence . She hastily aroused her father , and urged him to launch his boat and put to sea , in the hope of saving some of the ill - fated crew . William Darling was ...
English reader. rocks , and the waves dashing over it with dreadful vio- lence . She hastily aroused her father , and urged him to launch his boat and put to sea , in the hope of saving some of the ill - fated crew . William Darling was ...
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... waves are raging white , I'll row you o'er the ferry ! " By this the storm grew loud apace , The water - wraith was shrieking , And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still as wilder blew the wind ...
... waves are raging white , I'll row you o'er the ferry ! " By this the storm grew loud apace , The water - wraith was shrieking , And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still as wilder blew the wind ...
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Page 134 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Page 99 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me as I travel, Witn many a silvery water-break Above the golden gravel, — And draw them all along and flow To join the brimming river ; For men may come, and men may go, But I go on for ever. I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers, I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers.
Page 180 - My days among the Dead are past ; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old : My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day. With them I take delight in weal And seek relief in woe ; And while I understand and feel How much to them I owe, My cheeks have often been bedew'd With tears of thoughtful gratitude.
Page 173 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Page 179 - ... island-story, The path of duty was the way to glory : He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses.
Page 58 - Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled; And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world : Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on heavenly wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing.
Page 153 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering but not lost.
Page 52 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Page 27 - But still as wilder blew the wind And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. ' O haste thee, haste ! ' the lady cries, 'Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Page 172 - ... queen Among her children stand; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the hand!— A tear burst from the sleeper's lids And fell into the sand. And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank; His bridle-reins were golden chains, And, with a martial clank, At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel Smiting his stallion's flank.