Galveston: a Sequel to "Amy Athelstone"Simpkin, Marshall, and Company, 1868 - 263 pages |
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... child . The little book , like a tiny barque , was cast upon the waters— prayer was the helm , and faith the pilot . Sometimes the sea was rough , and sometimes smooth ; but onward the work held its course . The poor man spared an hour ...
... child . The little book , like a tiny barque , was cast upon the waters— prayer was the helm , and faith the pilot . Sometimes the sea was rough , and sometimes smooth ; but onward the work held its course . The poor man spared an hour ...
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... child . A tear trickled down his bronzed cheek ; it might be that it came unbidden , for with impatient haste he dashed it away , drew out his pipe , placed a match to it , and walked to the other end of the Trade Wind , his countenance ...
... child . A tear trickled down his bronzed cheek ; it might be that it came unbidden , for with impatient haste he dashed it away , drew out his pipe , placed a match to it , and walked to the other end of the Trade Wind , his countenance ...
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... child , the young or the old , the rich or the poor - and so , with the doom of many written on his brow , the Rider of the pale horse went through the city uttering the command- " Give , give , give , " and at that summons lamps ...
... child , the young or the old , the rich or the poor - and so , with the doom of many written on his brow , the Rider of the pale horse went through the city uttering the command- " Give , give , give , " and at that summons lamps ...
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... children being dangerously sick of fever . A third letter was then placed into Amy's hand , trem- blingly she tried to lose the seal , but in vain ; it dropped from her nerveless hand to the floor . Perhaps I had better tell you at once ...
... children being dangerously sick of fever . A third letter was then placed into Amy's hand , trem- blingly she tried to lose the seal , but in vain ; it dropped from her nerveless hand to the floor . Perhaps I had better tell you at once ...
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... child . I have only done for you and Ida what I should hope any true - hearted seaman would do for my own children if placed in the same circum- stances . " So saying , Captain St. John rose from his seat and went to the lower deck , in ...
... child . I have only done for you and Ida what I should hope any true - hearted seaman would do for my own children if placed in the same circum- stances . " So saying , Captain St. John rose from his seat and went to the lower deck , in ...
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Amy and Ida Amy's anchor asked Amy Aunt Amy Aunt Frances Aunt Ida Aunty barque beautiful bery Bill brave breeze bress Brooklyne's cabin calcolates Captain St child church coloured dark darkies dear deck dere door dress Edith England English eyes fear feel fever Flora friends Galveston girl Gulf hand heart Ida's inquired John Jones land Lilly little Alice looked Luloo Maccabees mamma Mammy massa Maud mighty Miss Amy Miss Athelstone Miss Ida Missie Brooklyne mistress morning mother mulatto murmured negro nigger night norther Northern papa perhaps pilots poor pretty replied responded Ruthie Sambo scarcely ship shore side sister sleep smiled sorrow Southern stood Stuart Summerville tell Texas Tossie Trade Wind Union flag vessel voice watch whilst white ladies wish woman yellow fever young
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Page 2 - And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, " What writest thou ?" The Vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord.
Page 90 - Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.
Page 214 - Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold, Fall on your shoulders again as of old; Let it drop over my forehead to-night, Shading my faint eyes away from the light; For, with its sunny-edged shadows once more, Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore. Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep — Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.
Page 60 - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Page 202 - Bequeathed — a heritage of heart and hand, And proud distinction from each other land, Whose sons must bow them at a monarch's motion, As if his senseless sceptre were a wand Full of the magic of exploded science — Still one great clime, in full and free defiance, Yet rears her crest, unconquered and sublime, Above the far Atlantic...
Page 2 - Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight of his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold; And to the presence in the room he said,
Page 18 - The shield of that red star. 0 star of strength ! I see thee stand And smile upon my pain ; Thou beckonest with thy mailed hand, And I am strong again. Within my breast there is no light, But the cold light of stars ; 1 give the first watch of the night To the red planet Mars.
Page 24 - There is no death ! What seems so is transition : This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Page 215 - BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;— Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep!
Page 11 - A WET sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast And fills the white and rustling sail And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys. While like the eagle free Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind...