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W. D. Ticknor, 1849 - 99 頁
 

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第 34 頁 - the captain shouted As he staggered down the stairs. But his little daughter whispered, As she took his icy hand : " Isn't God upon the ocean Just the same as on the land...
第 33 頁 - WE were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep, — It was midnight on the waters, And a storm was on the deep. 'Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder, "Cut away the mast!
第 81 頁 - That stood on deck,— a parsnip-bed,— And then he sought the skipper's berth. "Where are we now, Sir? Please to taste.
第 25 頁 - In the same pious confidence, beside her friend and sister, here sleep the remains of Dorothy Gray, widow, the careful, tender mother of many children, one of whom alone had the misfortune to survive her.
第 80 頁 - How near New York their schooners ran. They greased the lead before it fell, And then, by sounding through the night, Knowing the soil that stuck, so well, They always guessed their reckoning right. A skipper gray, whose eyes were dim, Could tell, by tasting, just the spot, And so below he'd "dowse the glim" — After, of course, his "something hot." Snug in his berth, at eight o'clock, This ancient skipper might be found; No matter how his craft would rock, He slept — for skippers...
第 80 頁 - Snug in his berth at eight o'clock This ancient skipper might be found ; No matter how his craft would rock, He slept, for skippers
第 39 頁 - O SWIFT we go, o'er the fleecy snow, When moonbeams sparkle round ; When hoofs keep time to music's chime, As merrily on we bound. On a winter's night, when hearts are light, And health is on the wind, We loose the rein and sweep the plain, And leave our cares behind.
第 35 頁 - Tis night in heaven, — the rustling leaves Are whispering of the coming storm, And, thundering down the river's bed, I see thy lengthened, darkling form ; No voices from the vales are heard, The...
第 34 頁 - For the stoutest held his breath, While the hungry sea was roaring, And the breakers talked with Death. As thus we sat in darkness, Each one busy in his prayers, " We are lost ! " the captain shouted As he staggered down the stairs.
第 54 頁 - re ever bending o'er her Eyes that weep ; Forms, that to the cold grave bore her, Vigils keep. When the summer moon is shining Soft and fair, Friends she loved in tears are twining Chaplets there. Rest in peace, thou gentle spirit, Throned above, — Souls like thine with God inherit Life and love ! JAMES T. FIELDS. 300 301 FEAR NO MORE THE HEAT OJ THE SUN. FROM "CYMBELINB.

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