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allowed already Angela appeared arms attempt bear better boat cabin called captain CHAPTER close command corporal course crew cried danger dark death deck deep duty effect eyes fall fear feeling fire Flying Dutchman followed forward frigate gained gave give given guns half hand happiness head hear heard heart Herbert hope hour island knew land late least leave less lieutenant light lives Livingstone looked master means mind minutes moment morning Mustapha mutineers nature never night officers once passed possessed possible prisoner question Ramsay Ramsay's remained replied returned round sail scarcely seamen seemed seen ship shore shot side sight soon sound step stood thought true turned voice watch wave whole wind
Стр. 61 - I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter ! — oh my daughter...
Стр. 32 - His cloister'd flight; ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
Стр. 81 - Where is the man who has the power and skill To stem the torrent of a woman's will ? For if she will, she will, you may depend on 't ; And if she won't, she won't ; so there 's an end on 't.
Стр. 136 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Стр. 159 - BOOK IS NOT RETURNED TO THE I.IBRARY ON OR BEFORE THE I.AST DATE STAMPED BEI.OW. NON-RECEIPT OF OVERDUE NOTICES DOES NOT EXEMPT THE BORROWER FROM OVERDUE FEES.
Стр. 40 - ... his name, A little playful thing was she ; How proud we were, — yet that night came The tale how he had sunk at sea. My mother never raised her head ; How strange, how white, how cold she grew ! It was a broken heart they said — I wish our hearts were broken too. We have no home — we have no friends, They said our home no more was ours ; Our cottage where the ash-tree bends, The garden we had filled with flowers.
Стр. 19 - Acre he remained, happily for him, insensible until the fbflowing morning. Even the rude hearts of those now bent over him, accustomed as they were to scenes of tyranny and oppression, could not subdue the emotions of pity and remorse that arose within them, as they beheld the condition of a gentleman to whom, but a short time since, every one looked up with respect. " A sad business !" muttered the sergeant, as he bent over Ramsay's body, and threw the light of his lantern in his face.