The Monsters of the Deep, and Curiosities of Ocean Life: A Book of Anecdotes, Traditions, and Legends

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T. Nelson, 1875 - Marine animals - 325 pages
 

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Page 276 - in the world they say. Come!" I said, and we rose through the surf in the bay. We went up the beach, by the sandy down Where the sea-stocks bloom, to the white-walled town.
Page 276 - Through the surf and through the swell, The far-off sound of a silver bell? Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep ; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam, Where the salt weed sways in the stream, Where the sea-beasts, ranged all round, Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground; Where the sea-snakes coil and twine, Dry their mail and bask in the brine; Where great whales come sailing by, Sail and sail, with unshut eye, Round the world for ever and aye?
Page 128 - His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal. One is so near to another, that no air can come between them. They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
Page 276 - We heard the sweet bells over the bay? In the caverns where we lay, Through the surf and through the swell The far-off sound of a silver bell? Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam; Where the salt weed sways in the stream; Where the sea-beasts ranged all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground...
Page 127 - In that day the Lord with his sore and great and strong sword shall punish leviathan the piercing serpent, even leviathan that crooked serpent; and he shall slay the dragon that is in the sea.
Page 127 - CANST thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down? Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
Page 82 - O'er the blue wave at evening spring, And give those scales of silver white So gaily to the eye of light, As if thy frame were form'd to rise, And live amid the glorious skies; Oh ! it has made me proudly feel. How like thy wing's impatient zeal Is the pure soul, that...
Page 128 - The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon. He eSteemeth iron as Straw, and brass as rotten wood. The arrow cannot make him flee: slingStones are turned with him into stubble. Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
Page 264 - I would be a mermaid fair ; I would sing to myself the whole of the day; With a comb of pearl I would comb my hair ; And still as I comb'd I would sing and ,say, Who is it loves me? who loves not me?
Page 127 - Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee? Will he make a covenant -with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever? Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens? Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants? Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?

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