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Page 147 - The tree will wither long before it fall ; The hull drives on, though mast and sail be torn ; The roof-tree sinks, but moulders on the hall In massy hoariness ; the...
Page 285 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 182 - midst the many stand Unheeded, searching through the crowd to find Fit speculation; such as in strange land He found in wonder-works of God and Nature's hand.
Page 335 - One of the most interesting: narratives of voyaging that it has fallen to our lot to notice, and which must always occupy a distinguished space in the history of scientific navigation."— Quarterly Review.
Page 79 - Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell — Then shrieked the timid, and stood still the brave — Then some leaped overboard with dreadful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave ; And the sea yawned around her, like a hell, And down she sucked with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die.
Page 256 - Broadbrim, did you ever try to make a silk purse out of a sow's ear ? " The admirable intonation in which this was uttered produced a second general roar.
Page 114 - Douglas observed to me while at dinner, " You lost a good many men to-day ; perhaps it will be my turn to-morrow !" I replied laughingly, " Oh, yes, and mine next day." He recurred several times to the subject, meeting my argument that we had often been under fire without being hurt by quoting, " the pitcher goes often to the well, but gets broken at last.
Page 307 - Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer cloud, Without our special wonder...