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... position . We have ourselves seen the wonderful peak of this island , and shall never forget the sensation we felt when , after many hours ' sail , at a VOL . VIII.—NO. I. B time that we thought all sight of the island was.
... position . We have ourselves seen the wonderful peak of this island , and shall never forget the sensation we felt when , after many hours ' sail , at a VOL . VIII.—NO. I. B time that we thought all sight of the island was.
Pagina 2
time that we thought all sight of the island was gone for ever , the Great Peak , like the spirit that stopped Vasco de Gama , appeared to menace us even then , from its vertical position , with the fall of some of its masses through ...
time that we thought all sight of the island was gone for ever , the Great Peak , like the spirit that stopped Vasco de Gama , appeared to menace us even then , from its vertical position , with the fall of some of its masses through ...
Pagina 3
... thought him the finest - looking native I had ever seen ; but he was apparently , as those who knew him best re- ported him to be , insane . " ( vol . i . , p . 60. ) The current superstition connected with the Attua , which we pointed ...
... thought him the finest - looking native I had ever seen ; but he was apparently , as those who knew him best re- ported him to be , insane . " ( vol . i . , p . 60. ) The current superstition connected with the Attua , which we pointed ...
Pagina 6
... thought highly of this proposed point of starting , and we think results proved his judgment sound . They left Point Cunningham on April 3rd , and worked through Sunday Strait . After some days ' sailing , in which they had reached the ...
... thought highly of this proposed point of starting , and we think results proved his judgment sound . They left Point Cunningham on April 3rd , and worked through Sunday Strait . After some days ' sailing , in which they had reached the ...
Pagina 17
... thoughts even of home did not wholly remove . After a return to Sydney , we presume for fresh instructions from the governor , but it is not stated , they resumed their labours to the south at Banks's Strait , which separates Tasmania ...
... thoughts even of home did not wholly remove . After a return to Sydney , we presume for fresh instructions from the governor , but it is not stated , they resumed their labours to the south at Banks's Strait , which separates Tasmania ...
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Pagina 195 - He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize; But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday!
Pagina 191 - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
Pagina 195 - How shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land ? If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth...
Pagina 447 - Go and show John again those things which ye do hear and see : The blind receive their sight, and the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, and the deaf hear, the dead are raised up, and the poor have the Gospel preached to them.
Pagina 195 - By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song ; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Pagina 193 - And the key of the house of David will I lay upon his shoulder; So he shall open, and none shall shut; And he shall shut, and none shall open.
Pagina 218 - Whosoever shall put away his wife, let him give her a writing of divorcement, but I say unto you, That whosoever shall put away his wife, saving for the cause of fornication, causeth her to commit adultery: and whosoever shall marry her that is divorced committeth adultery.
Pagina 371 - Merciful Heaven, Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle: but man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal.
Pagina 20 - COURAGE!' he said, and pointed toward the land, 'This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.' In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
Pagina 194 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well...