The New Monthly Magazine and HumoristHenry Colburn, 1848 |
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... officers . The crew , four in number , the captain , and five passengers , were all murdered ex- cept two ! The vessel was scuttled and went down , but the two survivors managed to swim ashore , and five of the pirates who had gained no ...
... officers . The crew , four in number , the captain , and five passengers , were all murdered ex- cept two ! The vessel was scuttled and went down , but the two survivors managed to swim ashore , and five of the pirates who had gained no ...
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... poor hiding - place now in comparison with others I could myself point out , and some of which are fortunately known to our surveying officers . " " The rascally Corsairs come westward ' sometimes , " Leaves from a Levantine Log . 29.
... poor hiding - place now in comparison with others I could myself point out , and some of which are fortunately known to our surveying officers . " " The rascally Corsairs come westward ' sometimes , " Leaves from a Levantine Log . 29.
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... officers do not furnish that periodical with every case of piracy that occurs . " " The capture by the Neapolitans did not suppress piracy nevertheless , " said Mac Cuming , " for about September or August , '44 , I was at Athens when ...
... officers do not furnish that periodical with every case of piracy that occurs . " " The capture by the Neapolitans did not suppress piracy nevertheless , " said Mac Cuming , " for about September or August , '44 , I was at Athens when ...
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... officer ; that she had one son , who was then at sea , but whose return she expected every day ; and that she was living in retirement with her daughter in the neighbourhood of her early youth ; then she repeated her thanks , and the ...
... officer ; that she had one son , who was then at sea , but whose return she expected every day ; and that she was living in retirement with her daughter in the neighbourhood of her early youth ; then she repeated her thanks , and the ...
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... officer , cut off nearly to a man . General Dundas now came in person to the frontier , and filled our cup of humiliation and disgrace to the very brim , by patching up a peace as it was called , " with these barbarians , " and then ...
... officer , cut off nearly to a man . General Dundas now came in person to the frontier , and filled our cup of humiliation and disgrace to the very brim , by patching up a peace as it was called , " with these barbarians , " and then ...
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Сторінка 542 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Сторінка 330 - replies a pamper'd goose : And just as short of reason he must fall, Who thinks all made for one, not one for all.
Сторінка 333 - They that go down to the sea in ships, and do business in great waters, These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.
Сторінка 111 - Its touches of beauty should never be halfway, thereby making the reader breathless, instead of content. The rise, the progress, the setting of Imagery should, like the sun, come natural to him, shine over him, and set soberly, although in magnificence, leaving him in the luxury of twilight. But it is easier to think what poetry should be, than to write it— And this leads me to Another axiom— That if poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all...
Сторінка 99 - Then anon the air began to wax clear and the sun to shine fair and bright, the which was right in the Frenchmen's eyes and on the Englishmen's backs. When the Genoese were assembled together and began to approach, they made a great leap and cry to abash the Englishmen, but they stood still and stirred not for all that.
Сторінка 110 - He must first prove that Caliban's poetry is unnatural. This, with me, completely overturns his objections. The fact is, he and Shelley are hurt, and perhaps justly, at my not having showed them the affair officiously; and, from several hints I have had, they appear much disposed to dissect and anatomise any trip or slip I may have made.
Сторінка 115 - Even if my body would recover of itself, this would prevent it. The very thing which I want to live most for will be a great occasion of my death. I cannot help it. Who can help it? Were I in health it would make me ill, and how can I bear it in my state ? I...
Сторінка 111 - I think poetry should surprise by a fine excess, and not by singularity ; it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.
Сторінка 109 - I hope soon to be able to resume my work — I have endeavoured to do so once or twice; but to no purpose. Instead of Poetry, I have a swimming in my head and feel all the effects of a Mental debauch, lowness of Spirits, anxiety to go on without the power to do so, which does not at all tend to my ultimate progression.
Сторінка 444 - They downa bide the stink o' powther; Their bauldest thought's a hank'ring swither To stan' or rin, Till skelp — a shot — they're aff, a' throwther, To save their skin. But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill, Say, such is royal George's will, An' there's the foe, He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow.