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... Deep : " This throws the Vessel on her side , and splits the Main- sail ; the Mizen is hauled up , the Helm a - weather , and the Ship is veering from the Wind . THIRD PLATE . I am unable to notice this View without expressing my ...
... Deep : " This throws the Vessel on her side , and splits the Main- sail ; the Mizen is hauled up , the Helm a - weather , and the Ship is veering from the Wind . THIRD PLATE . I am unable to notice this View without expressing my ...
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... Deep Melancholy wandering through the gloom ; Where Solitude , and Meditation roam , And where no dawning glimpse of Hope can come : Place me in such an unfrequented Shade To speak to none but with the mighty Dead " - This Poem was ...
... Deep Melancholy wandering through the gloom ; Where Solitude , and Meditation roam , And where no dawning glimpse of Hope can come : Place me in such an unfrequented Shade To speak to none but with the mighty Dead " - This Poem was ...
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... Deep in that Fabric , where BRITANNIA boasts O'er Seas to waft her thunder , and her hosts , A Cavern lies ! unknown to cheering day ; Where one small Taper lends a feeble ray : Where wild Disorder holds her wanton reign , And careless ...
... Deep in that Fabric , where BRITANNIA boasts O'er Seas to waft her thunder , and her hosts , A Cavern lies ! unknown to cheering day ; Where one small Taper lends a feeble ray : Where wild Disorder holds her wanton reign , And careless ...
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... deep in thought , His busy mind with Sines , and Tangents , fraught , A MID reclines ! -in calculation lost ! His efforts still by some intruder crost : Now to the Longitude's vast height he soars , And xxiv BIOGRAPHICAL MEMOIR OF.
... deep in thought , His busy mind with Sines , and Tangents , fraught , A MID reclines ! -in calculation lost ! His efforts still by some intruder crost : Now to the Longitude's vast height he soars , And xxiv BIOGRAPHICAL MEMOIR OF.
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... Deep on my grateful breast Thy favour is imprest ; No happy son of wealth or fame To court a royal Patron came ; A hapless Youth ! whose vital page Was one sad lengthened Tale of woe ; Where ruthless Fate , impelling tides of rage , Bad ...
... Deep on my grateful breast Thy favour is imprest ; No happy son of wealth or fame To court a royal Patron came ; A hapless Youth ! whose vital page Was one sad lengthened Tale of woe ; Where ruthless Fate , impelling tides of rage , Bad ...
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ALBERT Anchor anguish appears ARION beautiful belay beneath billows Blast bloom bosom braced brails breath CANDIA Canto Cape charms clouds coast Crew danger death deck Deep distress doom dreadful Duke of YORK eyes FALCONER FALCONERA fame fatal Fate flies friends furled Gale glow Governor HUNTER GREECE groan Halyards heart Helm Hope horror hour ibid lament larboard leeward Levant light lines Love Maid Marine Mast Mizen mournful Muse Night numbers o'er PAGE ibid pain PALEMON pangs plain Poem Prow quæ rage reef RETIMO roar Rocks RODMOND roll ropes round ruin sacred Sailors Sails Scene scud Seamen second edition shade Sheet Ship Ship's SHIPWRECK shore side skies smile soft soul starboard stay-sail Storm strains Straits of SICILY Surge sweet swell Tempest third edition thou thundering tide toil top-mast trembling Vessel wave weep WILLIAM FALCONER Wind Windlass wretched Yard youth
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Page 151 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge. And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds...
Page 151 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 184 - When we have laughed to see the sails conceive And grow big-bellied with the wanton wind. Which she, with pretty and with swimming gait Following (her womb then rich with my young squire), Would imitate, and sail upon the land To fetch me trifles, and return again As from a voyage, rich with merchandise.
Page x - ... wounded reels— Again she plunges ! hark ! a second shock Bilges the splitting vessel on the rock : Down on the vale of death, with dismal cries, The fated victims shuddering cast their eyes In wild despair ; while yet another stroke, With strong convulsion rends the solid oak : Ah, Heaven ! — behold her crashing ribs divide ! She loosens, parts, and spreads in ruin o'er the tide.
Page 216 - The vessel, while the dread event draws nigh, Seems more impatient o'er the waves to fly. Fate spurs her on. Thus, issuing from afar, Advances to the sun some blazing star; And, as it feels th' attraction's kindling force, Springs onward with accelerated course.
Page 18 - Yet, though full oft to future perils blind, With skill superior glow'd his daring mind Through snares of death the reeling bark to guide, When midnight shades involve the raging tide. To Rodmond, next in order of command, Succeeds the youngest of our naval band : But what avails it to record a name That courts no rank among the sons of fame...
Page 38 - The sun's bright orb, declining all serene, Now glanced obliquely o'er the woodland scene : Creation smiles around ; on every spray The warbling birds exalt their evening lay; Blithe skipping o'er yon hill, the fleecy train Join the deep chorus of the lowing plain ; The golden lime, and orange, there were seen On fragrant branches of perpetual green ; The crystal streams that velvet meadows lave, To the green ocean roll with chiding wave.
Page 127 - Maro's art To wake to sympathy the feeling heart ; Like him the smooth and mournful verse to dress In all the pomp of exquisite distress, Then too severely taught by cruel fate, To share in all the perils I relate, Then might I with...
Page 142 - The thundering drum, the trumpet's swelling strain Unheard, shall form the long embattled line; Unheard, the deep foundations of the main Shall tremble, when the hostile squadrons join: Since grief, fatigue, and hazards still molest The wandering...
Page 125 - O yet confirm my heart, ye powers above, This last tremendous shock of fate to prove ; The tottering frame of reason yet sustain ; Nor let this total ruin whirl my brain. In vain the cords and axes were prepared, For now th...