American Monthly Knickerbocker, المجلد 9Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew 1837 |
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... Captain Percy : from the ' Fidget Isle Santa Cruz , Papers , ' 330 Courtship , 377 J. 426 430 515 530 562 Crowned Heads and Kingly CHEVALIER'S Work on the U. S. , Corporeal Punishment , 427 JUNIUS ' Reply to Dr. BEASLEY , John Jenkins ...
... Captain Percy : from the ' Fidget Isle Santa Cruz , Papers , ' 330 Courtship , 377 J. 426 430 515 530 562 Crowned Heads and Kingly CHEVALIER'S Work on the U. S. , Corporeal Punishment , 427 JUNIUS ' Reply to Dr. BEASLEY , John Jenkins ...
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... Captain Volatile ! Little did you , in the simplicity of your heart , imagine that your beloved son was preparing to present you with a French daughter - in - law ! It was well that you were naturally of an unsuspicious temper : had it ...
... Captain Volatile ! Little did you , in the simplicity of your heart , imagine that your beloved son was preparing to present you with a French daughter - in - law ! It was well that you were naturally of an unsuspicious temper : had it ...
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... Captain ROBERT KIDD ? What man , with a spice of superstition in his nature , has not listened , when a boy , with a strange interest , to many various and highly spiritual tradi- tions concerning him ? A most remarkable man was that ...
... Captain ROBERT KIDD ? What man , with a spice of superstition in his nature , has not listened , when a boy , with a strange interest , to many various and highly spiritual tradi- tions concerning him ? A most remarkable man was that ...
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... captain to suspend the festivities , and form themselves in order for the duty which was about to follow . When Harley arose , the the wine had disappeared songs were hushed- and all the crew vanished , save a couple of sentinels , who ...
... captain to suspend the festivities , and form themselves in order for the duty which was about to follow . When Harley arose , the the wine had disappeared songs were hushed- and all the crew vanished , save a couple of sentinels , who ...
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... captain and his men , and really wished within himself that no harm might befall them , or the snug little ves- sel which so gallantly wafted them through the tempest . But the success of their escape was rendered quite doubtful . Many ...
... captain and his men , and really wished within himself that no harm might befall them , or the snug little ves- sel which so gallantly wafted them through the tempest . But the success of their escape was rendered quite doubtful . Many ...
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الصفحة 132 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
الصفحة 110 - CARE-CHARMER Sleep, son of the sable night, Brother to death, in silent darkness born, Relieve my languish, and restore the light ; With dark forgetting of my care return. And let the day be time enough to mourn The shipwreck of my ill-adventured youth : Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn, Without the torment of the night's untruth. Cease, dreams, the images of...
الصفحة 423 - ... the truth, will my nose be anxious for a closer intimacy, till the fumes of your breath be a little less potent. Mercy on you, man! The water absolutely hisses down your red-hot gullet, and is converted quite to steam, in the miniature tophet, which you mistake for a stomach.
الصفحة 422 - I am the chief person of the municipality, and exhibit, moreover, an admirable pattern to my brother officers, by the cool, steady, upright, downright, and impartial discharge of my business, and the constancy with which I stand to my post. Summer or winter, nobody seeks me in vain ; for, all day long, I am seen at the busiest corner, just above the market, stretching out my arms to rich and poor alike ; and at night, I hold a lantern over my head, both to show where I am, and keep people out of...
الصفحة 105 - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat; if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, 'Logan is the friend of white men.
الصفحة 423 - I cry aloud to all and sundry in my plainest accents and at the very tiptop of my voice. Here it is, gentlemen ! Here is the good liquor...
الصفحة 472 - 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 bedewed With tears of thoughtful gratitude.
الصفحة 423 - Who next ? Oh, my little friend, you are let loose from school, and come hither to scrub your blooming face, and drown the memory of certain taps of the ferule, and other schoolboy troubles, in a draught from the Town Pump.
الصفحة 422 - NOON, by the North clock ! Noon, by the east ! High noon, too, by these hot sunbeams which fall, scarcely aslope, upon my head, and almost make the water bubble and smoke in the trough under my nose. Truly, we public characters have a tough time of it ! And, among all the town officers, chosen at...
الصفحة 567 - Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies : Who say, tall cliff, and cavern lone, For the departed Bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill ; That flowers in tears of balm distil ; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks, in deeper groan, reply ; And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.