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... ! in such a wilderness as this , Where transport and security entwine , Here is the empire of thy perfect bliss , And here thou art a God indeed divine . METASTASIO . CAMPBELL . Lately published , by the same Author , A VOLUME.
... ! in such a wilderness as this , Where transport and security entwine , Here is the empire of thy perfect bliss , And here thou art a God indeed divine . METASTASIO . CAMPBELL . Lately published , by the same Author , A VOLUME.
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... thou here in foreign sail ? " And short was Henry's simple tale . XXXI . In lovely Monmouth's rural bowers His mother past her widow'd hours : Happy in age the peaceful home ; But youth adventurous 30 CHRISTINA , THE MAID.
... thou here in foreign sail ? " And short was Henry's simple tale . XXXI . In lovely Monmouth's rural bowers His mother past her widow'd hours : Happy in age the peaceful home ; But youth adventurous 30 CHRISTINA , THE MAID.
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... thou wert forgotten by all but one , Ere the wreath had faded there . They took me to dwell in the cot of the chief , They said to me , Calm thy restless grief ! But her who is gone they cannot restore , And still as they chide , I weep ...
... thou wert forgotten by all but one , Ere the wreath had faded there . They took me to dwell in the cot of the chief , They said to me , Calm thy restless grief ! But her who is gone they cannot restore , And still as they chide , I weep ...
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... fell those accents clear ; Yet the warm pressure of the hand , The courteous voice , the gesture bland . The dullest heart might understand . Language unknown may mock the sense , Thou need'st no 64 CHRISTINA , THE MAID.
... fell those accents clear ; Yet the warm pressure of the hand , The courteous voice , the gesture bland . The dullest heart might understand . Language unknown may mock the sense , Thou need'st no 64 CHRISTINA , THE MAID.
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A Poem Mary Russell Mitford. Language unknown may mock the sense , Thou need'st no tongue , benevolence ! XV . O generous people ! Thou art call'd A land by vice and folly thrall'd ; Immers'd in ignorance and woe , Savage and lowest of ...
A Poem Mary Russell Mitford. Language unknown may mock the sense , Thou need'st no tongue , benevolence ! XV . O generous people ! Thou art call'd A land by vice and folly thrall'd ; Immers'd in ignorance and woe , Savage and lowest of ...
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Page 261 - Notwithstanding the roughness with which I was treated, the remembrance of past kindnesses produced some signs of remorse in Christian. When they were forcing me out of the ship, I asked him if this treatment was a proper return for the many instances he had received of my friendship ? he appeared disturbed at my question, and answered, with much emotion, " That, Captain Bligh, that is the thing ; — I am in hell...
Page 256 - Come, Captain Bligh, your officers and men are now in the boat, and you must go with them ; if you attempt to make the least resistance, you will instantly be put to death...
Page 246 - for twenty-three weeks we had been treated with the utmost affection and regard, and which seemed to increase in proportion to our stay. That we were not insensible to their kindness, the events which followed more than sufficiently prove ; for to the friendly and endearing behaviour of these people, may be ascribed the motives for that •event which effected the ruin of an expedition, that there was every reason to hope would have been completed in the most fortunate manner.
Page 249 - Christian, with the master-atarms, gunner's mate, and Thomas Burkitt, seaman, came into my cabin, and, seizing me, tied my hands with a cord behind my back, threatening me with instant death if I spoke or made the least noise. I...
Page 322 - The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled.
Page 260 - His abilities to take charge of the third watch, as I had so divided the ship's company, were fully equal to the task. Hay wood was also of a respectable family in the north of England, and a young man of abilities, as well as Christian. These two had been objects of my particular regard and attention, and I had taken great pains to instruct them, having entertained hopes that, as professional men, they would have become a credit to their country. Young...
Page 263 - ... imagined it in their power to fix themselves in the midst of plenty, on one of the finest islands in the world, where they need not labour, and where the allurements of dissipation are beyond anything that can be conceived.
Page 255 - It appeared to me that Christian was some time in doubt whether he should keep the carpenter, or his mates; at length he determined on the latter, and the carpenter was ordered into the boat. He was permitted, but not without some opposition, to take his tool-chest.
Page 198 - Some on the lower boughs, which crost their way, Fixing their bearded fibres, round and round, With many a ring and wild contortion wound; Some to the passing wind, at times, with sway Of gentle motion swung; Others of younger growth, unmov'd, were hung Like stone-drops from the cavern's fretted height.
Page 197 - Twas a fair scene wherein they stood, A green and sunny glade amid the wood, And in the midst an aged Banian grew. It was a goodly sight to see That venerable tree, For o'er the lawn, irregularly spread, Fifty straight columns propt its lofty head ; And many a long depending shoot, Seeking to strike its root, Straight like a plummet, grew towards the ground.