Adventures of Mrs. Colonel Somerset in Caffaria, During the WarJ.F. Hope, 1858 - 309 Seiten |
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agony Amakai Andries animal arms Author began bright eyes burst bush Bushmen Caffres camp Cape Town cattle chief Church of England clasped Colonel Somerset dark daugh daughters delight dreadful Earl of Glamorgan enemy England English excitement face fear feeling fell fennec Fingoes fire followed friends gave gazed GERALD MASSEY girls grass hand head heard Helen Helen's heart herd hill hour hunters husband J. F. Hope kaross Kenneth lady laugh leaving lion lips listening London looked Macomo Marlborough-street Midhurst Mother Doctor natives night party perfectly plain POLESWORTH poor Post 8vo ready rest rocks round rushed Sandilla savages seemed settlers shriek side sight skin sleep soon spears stood storm strange tears tell thought tion told turned uttering valley voice wagon waiting warriors watch wave wife wild woman wonder wounded Zillah
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Seite 19 - She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.
Seite 37 - How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour, when storms are gone ; When warring winds have died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray, Melt off, and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity...
Seite 107 - Dont waste your time at family funerals grieving for your relatives: attend to life, not to death: there are as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it, and better.
Seite 19 - And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea-sand.
Seite 294 - Life is real! life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Seite 1 - Out upon Time ! it will leave no more Of the things to come than the things before ! Out upon Time ! who for ever will leave But enough of the past for the future to grieve...
Seite 109 - But never sit we down and say There's nothing left but sorrow; We walk the wilderness to-day — The promised land to-morrow! Our birds of song are silent now...
Seite 249 - Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labour and to wait.