The Shipwreck: A PoemW. Baynes, 1811 - 152 pagini |
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Pagina ix
... mournful light . " This gives a representation of the Ship , when , having cut away her Mizen - mast , and scudding before the wind under bare Poles , she rapidly drove close by the rocky shore of FALCONERA ; not being able in the least ...
... mournful light . " This gives a representation of the Ship , when , having cut away her Mizen - mast , and scudding before the wind under bare Poles , she rapidly drove close by the rocky shore of FALCONERA ; not being able in the least ...
Pagina lii
... mournful melody , THE DIRGE OF POOR + ARION . What pale and bleeding YOUTH ( while the fell blast Howls o'er the Wreck , and fainter sinks the cry Of struggling Wretches ere o'erwhelmed they die ) Yet floats upborne upon the driving ...
... mournful melody , THE DIRGE OF POOR + ARION . What pale and bleeding YOUTH ( while the fell blast Howls o'er the Wreck , and fainter sinks the cry Of struggling Wretches ere o'erwhelmed they die ) Yet floats upborne upon the driving ...
Pagina 2
... mournful lute complain , And melt the heart with ecstacy of pain , Or listen to the enchanting voice of Love , While all Elysium warbled through the grove ; Oh ! by the hollow blast that moans around , That sweeps the wild harp with a ...
... mournful lute complain , And melt the heart with ecstacy of pain , Or listen to the enchanting voice of Love , While all Elysium warbled through the grove ; Oh ! by the hollow blast that moans around , That sweeps the wild harp with a ...
Pagina 25
... mournful prospects crown'd , The Rampart torn with many a fatal wound , The ruined Bulwark tottering o'er the strand , Bewail the stroke of War's tremendous hand : What scenes of woe this hapless Isle o'erspread ! Where late thrice ...
... mournful prospects crown'd , The Rampart torn with many a fatal wound , The ruined Bulwark tottering o'er the strand , Bewail the stroke of War's tremendous hand : What scenes of woe this hapless Isle o'erspread ! Where late thrice ...
Pagina 35
... mournful sight : 66 By all the pangs divided lovers feel , " Which sweet possession only knows to heal : " By all the horrors brooding o'er the Deep , " Where Fate , and Ruin , sad dominion keep ; " Though tyrant Duty o'er me ...
... mournful sight : 66 By all the pangs divided lovers feel , " Which sweet possession only knows to heal : " By all the horrors brooding o'er the Deep , " Where Fate , and Ruin , sad dominion keep ; " Though tyrant Duty o'er me ...
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ÆNEID 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 eventful Song eyes FALCONER FALCONERA fame fatal Fate flies furled Gale glow Governor HUNTER Greece groan Halyards heart Helm Hope horrors hour ibid lament larboard leeward light lines Maid Marine Mast Mizen mournful Night numbers o'er Old Bond Street pain PALEMON Pilots plain Poem Prow 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 Shrouds side skies smile soft soul starboard Stay-sail stern Storm strains Straits of SICILY Surge sweet swelling Tempest third edition thou thundering Tide toil top-mast Top-Sails trembling Vessel wandering wave WILLIAM FALCONER Wind Windlass wretched Yard youth
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Pagina 149 - 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 deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
Pagina 149 - 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.
Pagina 132 - Awhile they wait the exhausted waves' retreat, Then climb slow up the beach with hands and feet — O Heaven ! deliver'd by whose sovereign hand Still on destruction's brink they shuddering stand, Receive the languid incense they bestow, That, damp with death, appears not yet to glow ; To thee each soul the warm oblation pays With trembling ardour of unequal praise ; In every heart dismay with wonder strives, And hope the...
Pagina 213 - 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.
Pagina 157 - Riches are oft by guilt and baseness earn'd ; Or dealt by chance to shield a lucky knave, Or throw a cruel sunshine on a fool.
Pagina 168 - Well, good night. If you do meet Horatio and Marcellus, The rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.
Pagina 121 - But now Athenian mountains they descry, And o'er the surge Colonna frowns on high : Beside the cape's projecting verge are...
Pagina 202 - It is an axiom jn natural philosophy, " that, every body will persevere in a state of rest, or of moving uniformly in a right line, unless it be compelled to change its state by forces impressed : and that the change of motion is proportional to the moving force impressed, and made according to the right line in which that force acts.
Pagina 39 - 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. The glassy Ocean hushed forgets to roar, But trembling murmurs on the sandy shore...
Pagina 27 - Thames meandering rolls his ample tide : There live the hope and pleasure of his life, A pious daughter, and a faithful wife : For his return with fond officious care Still every grateful object these prepare : Whatever can allure the smell or sight, Or wake the drooping spirits to delight, " This blooming maid in virtue's path to guide The...