The Emigrant: A Tale of AustraliaSimmonds, 1847 - 228 頁 |
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第 1 頁
... wind distends her white sails to the sun . Noisy is the mariner , as he bustles amid the confusion that is around him ; but he , even he , accustomed as he is to the wild waves and the storm , turns yet an eye of tenderness upon the ...
... wind distends her white sails to the sun . Noisy is the mariner , as he bustles amid the confusion that is around him ; but he , even he , accustomed as he is to the wild waves and the storm , turns yet an eye of tenderness upon the ...
第 2 頁
... wind shall breathe once more spirit and energy into the flagging , useless sails . Then comes the tempest , hurrying along , and driving like a fury in his car ; lashing the angry waters into foam , and whirling their giant crests ...
... wind shall breathe once more spirit and energy into the flagging , useless sails . Then comes the tempest , hurrying along , and driving like a fury in his car ; lashing the angry waters into foam , and whirling their giant crests ...
第 3 頁
... wind . How the ill - requited , the unfortunate , must turn to this mighty condor of the water ! must behold in it what at once bespeaks the liberator from the fruitless toils they endure the willing messenger from climes of a sunnier ...
... wind . How the ill - requited , the unfortunate , must turn to this mighty condor of the water ! must behold in it what at once bespeaks the liberator from the fruitless toils they endure the willing messenger from climes of a sunnier ...
第 11 頁
... wind right aft driving us along so cosy to Aus or Austral - is't ? -asia ! " “ I assure you , my esteemed friend , Mr. Mr. I beg pardon , I really have not yet had the pleasure of hearing from your own lips your - your - the worthy name ...
... wind right aft driving us along so cosy to Aus or Austral - is't ? -asia ! " “ I assure you , my esteemed friend , Mr. Mr. I beg pardon , I really have not yet had the pleasure of hearing from your own lips your - your - the worthy name ...
第 55 頁
... wind , and her fickle sister , the sleeping lion , upon whose mane they dare to play , and within whose jaws they dare to call their home . Such is man ; he beards the very tempest - in the whirl , the crash of elements , his weak voice ...
... wind , and her fickle sister , the sleeping lion , upon whose mane they dare to play , and within whose jaws they dare to call their home . Such is man ; he beards the very tempest - in the whirl , the crash of elements , his weak voice ...
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第 6 頁 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
第 25 頁 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
第 134 頁 - The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contain'd no tomb, — And glowing into day...
第 140 頁 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade ! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head : The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
第 31 頁 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
第 4 頁 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ;w But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
第 51 頁 - It is enough for me to prove That what I loved, and long must love, Like common earth can rot; To me there needs no stone to tell, 'Tis nothing that I loved so well.
第 87 頁 - 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...
第 174 頁 - The billows heave ! one glowing green expanse, Save where along the bending line of shore Such hue is thrown, as when the peacock's neck Assumes its proudest tint of amethyst, Embathed in emerald glory.
第 108 頁 - I shall conclude my remarks on his part with that poetical complaint of his being in love, and leave my reader to consider how prettily it would sound in the mouth of an emperor of Morocco. The god of love once more has shot his fires Into my soul, and my whole