Galveston: a Sequel to "Amy Athelstone"Simpkin, Marshall, and Company, 1868 - 263 pages |
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... shore , and try to find his grave , Miss Amy . " " Yes ; very , very much , Captain ? " " But that cannot be . We shall not touch at the island , and even if we did , you could not go on shore . The place , most likely , is full of ...
... shore , and try to find his grave , Miss Amy . " " Yes ; very , very much , Captain ? " " But that cannot be . We shall not touch at the island , and even if we did , you could not go on shore . The place , most likely , is full of ...
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... that Indian Gulf . 66 ' So , ladies , you are ready , I perceive , to go on shore , " said Captain St. John , approaching Amy . " Brother promised to come out to us in the 19 A SEQUEL TO " AMY ATHELSTONE . " CHAPTER III. ...
... that Indian Gulf . 66 ' So , ladies , you are ready , I perceive , to go on shore , " said Captain St. John , approaching Amy . " Brother promised to come out to us in the 19 A SEQUEL TO " AMY ATHELSTONE . " CHAPTER III. ...
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... shore with the pilots in their boat , endeavour to see your relations , and ascertain what arrangements have , or can be made , to prevent , if possible , your taking the fever . " 66 But , sir , you must not endanger your own life ...
... shore with the pilots in their boat , endeavour to see your relations , and ascertain what arrangements have , or can be made , to prevent , if possible , your taking the fever . " 66 But , sir , you must not endanger your own life ...
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... shore it across with a gash ! " Terrific , indeed , was that Sabbath night ; the Angel of Mercy seemed to veil her face from the outpouring of the vial of wrath , weeping , perhaps with the stricken mourners , whose piteous laments and ...
... shore it across with a gash ! " Terrific , indeed , was that Sabbath night ; the Angel of Mercy seemed to veil her face from the outpouring of the vial of wrath , weeping , perhaps with the stricken mourners , whose piteous laments and ...
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... shore to see her the excitement might prove fatal . " The Captain stood with Amy and Ida watching Mr. Charlton step into the pilot boat in order to return to the city . " This is a severe trial , " he said ; " but be thankful for those ...
... shore to see her the excitement might prove fatal . " The Captain stood with Amy and Ida watching Mr. Charlton step into the pilot boat in order to return to the city . " This is a severe trial , " he said ; " but be thankful for those ...
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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...