Chost stories. Frere du Diable. The fisherman's family. The red flag at the fore. The prisoner. The convict. The burning ship. The veteran soldierE.L. Carey & A. Hart, 1835 |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 21
Seite 81
... honoured , after thirteen years ' servitude , with a lieutenant's com- mission . But even then it was not gained by any desperate act of valour , or by those feats which are dear and precious to every British sailor's heart ; but simply ...
... honoured , after thirteen years ' servitude , with a lieutenant's com- mission . But even then it was not gained by any desperate act of valour , or by those feats which are dear and precious to every British sailor's heart ; but simply ...
Seite 164
... honour's mighty condescend- ing , ” he exclaimed , " to listen to the chathering of ould Pat . Fifty years have marched off under General Time since I first shouldered the firelock , and now I am daily expecting the route ( for my ...
... honour's mighty condescend- ing , ” he exclaimed , " to listen to the chathering of ould Pat . Fifty years have marched off under General Time since I first shouldered the firelock , and now I am daily expecting the route ( for my ...
Seite 165
... honour , there wasn't many in those days , though Í say it meself , that dared tread upon my greatcoat , or call my shtick a rascal . But , as I said before , it was the dthrink , and then they chated me by slipping the king's ...
... honour , there wasn't many in those days , though Í say it meself , that dared tread upon my greatcoat , or call my shtick a rascal . But , as I said before , it was the dthrink , and then they chated me by slipping the king's ...
Seite 166
... honour . Och , hone , but I thought it would have broken my heart entirely , to see how the tears chased each other down her pale face ! And why will ye lave me , Paddy , ( says she ) all alone by meself ? Oh , look at our cottage and ...
... honour . Och , hone , but I thought it would have broken my heart entirely , to see how the tears chased each other down her pale face ! And why will ye lave me , Paddy , ( says she ) all alone by meself ? Oh , look at our cottage and ...
Seite 167
... honour , and so he persisted in that same , and cotch'd hould of her gown . Oh , ' twas more than Irish blood could brook , and ' Lay there jewel ! ' says I , stretching him along upon mother earth before he could cry ' whack ! ' and ...
... honour , and so he persisted in that same , and cotch'd hould of her gown . Oh , ' twas more than Irish blood could brook , and ' Lay there jewel ! ' says I , stretching him along upon mother earth before he could cry ' whack ! ' and ...
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Chost Stories. Frere Du Diable. the Fisherman's Family. the Red Flag at the ... Old Sailor Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2019 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Adele adventures afterwards agitated Agnes agony amusing arms Arrah Author bayonet beautiful billows boat boatmen brave breast brother captain CHARLES GORE command corpse cottage countenance dare dark dead death deck delight diablerie exclaimed eyes fair lady Faith father feelings fell female Fisherman's Family fore French Frere du Diable frigate gale Gazette guerilla hand heard heart heaven heavy honour hope horror horse hour human instantly JACOB FAITHFUL Jane Shore Jerry light Linstock look Mariqueta ment mind MIXED MATHEMATICS Monthly Magazine mother never night Norah officer once Paddy party passed PETER SIMPLE poor ratlines recollection red flag returned River Plate rocks round Sarjent says scenes seamen seemed ship shore shriek Sir Edward Sir Sidney smack soon soul Spanish language spirit spot stood storm sweet tempest thing tion TOM CRINGLE'S LOG vessel veteran Volumes watch waves whilst wild wind Wirrion wreck wretch young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 73 - Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider.
Seite 85 - Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to LIBERTY, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change...
Seite 82 - French eighty-gun ship that had been set on fire to prevent her falling into the hands of the English; and having anchored in a secure position, left my vessel in a four-oared boat, passed the batteries undiscovered, and executed my orders as the brave marshal stood in the great square, with white flags and beauty greeting his arrival. Peace came! Bonaparte was elbowed off" to Elba, and the "red flag at the fore...
Seite 69 - God ! — the vision is even now before me, when I beheld that pale-faced youth struggling in the agonies of death — those features full of mild benevolence, still more deadly in their hue, and hideous in convulsive writhings — the hand, that I had so often pressed with real unabated friendship, dyed in the life-stream from his heart, as he worked his fingers in the deep wound that dismissed his noble spirit ! It was in action, when rage and vengeance lashed the passions into fury. Yes ! there...
Seite 74 - ... billows ; like the soul of the mighty, struggling with the last pangs of mortality. Orders were given to furl the foresail, and about sixty of the best seamen sprang aloft to execute the command. Already had they extended themselves upon the yard, and were gathering up the folds of the heavy canvass, when a tremendous sea came, like an Alpine mountain, rushing towards us.
Seite 72 - Indiamen and transports with troops, were scattered in every direction; but now and then we could distinguish one or two, as they appeared for a moment on the summit of the foaming surge, like dim specks upon the verge of the horizon. Night came, and brought its frowning horrors — a pitchy darkness, which seemed almost palpable to the touch, hung with a funereal gloom above, whilst the wild waves, lashed by the raging tempest into sparkling foam, served but to render the blackness of the heavens...