Sir Edward Seward's Narrative of His Shipwreck: And Consequent Discovery of Certain Islands in the Caribbean Sea: with a Detail of Many Extraordinary and Highly Interesting Events in His Life, from the Year 1733 to 1749, as Written in His Own Diary, Volume 1
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Page 57 - Blessed be the Lord God ; even the Lord God, who only doeth wondrous things ; And blessed be the name of his Majesty for ever ; and let every one of us say, Amen, Amen.
Page iii - SIR EDWARD SEAWARD'S NARRATIVE OF HIS SHIPWRECK, and consequent Discovery of certain Islands in the Caribbean Sea: with a detail of many extraordinary and highly interesting Events in his Life, from 1733 to 1749. as written in his own Diary. Edited by Miss JANE PORTER.
Page 57 - The waters of the sea had well-nigh covered us : the proud waters had well-nigh gone over our soul. The sea roared : and the stormy wind lifted up the waves thereof. We were carried up as it were to heaven, and then down again into the deep : our soul melted within us, because of trouble ; Then cried we unto thee, O Lord : and thou didst deliver us out of our distress. Blessed be thy Name, who didst not despise the prayer of thy sen-ants : but didst hear our cry, and hast saved us. Thou didst send...
Page 48 - ... rivers of water in a dry place, and the shadow of a great rock in a weary land...
Page 29 - I feel that we are safe, notwithstanding this dreadful hurricane : but," added she, pressing my hand and moving it to her lips, " if we should be drowned, we shall die together and we shall not be separated : we shall meet, where where we can part no more." Her feelings now overpowered her, and she fell on my neck and wept. I kissed away the tears from her eyes, saying, " We will trust in the Almighty.
Page 156 - The vision that night appeared to the hermit, as promised, and thus addressed him : " You are now no longer weary of life, but happy. Know then, that man was made for labor ; and prayer also is his duty : the one as well as the other is essential to his well-being. Arise in the morning, take the cord, and with it gird up thy loins, and go forth into the world; and let it be a. memorial to thee, of what God expects from man, if he would be blessed with happiness on earth.
Page 33 - ... over, nearly on her beam ends. I now again thought it right to reach the deck, and as the ladder had been lashed to its situation, it was not displaced, notwithstanding all the shocks the vessel had sustained. On ascending the ladder, I pushed open the lee half of the companion door, when a gleam of joy rushed upon me, on perceiving that the day had dawned, and that the water to leeward was quite smooth. The brig now...
Page 32 - and if we die, we die together!" " It is done,"' I replied, " we will not stir." " Then tell them so," cried she, hastily ; " and if you can lay your hand on the bread-bag in your way, it may be useful to them, if they survive this hour.
Page v - ... travel in distant lands. Thus impressed, I ventured to recommend the publication of Sir Edward Seaward's Diary to its owner. He smiled, and objected, saying, "He should expect the spirit of the worthy knight would haunt him to his dying day, did he make such an exposition of family history, and of the unpretending abilities, as an author, of the journalist himself, who had evidently penned it for no other eyes than those of his kindred.
Page 31 - We are indeed lost !" said my wife, as she recovered a little from the fall she had just received. I did not now wait to console her by my words : I renewed my efforts to force the companion door, and get upon deck; but it was perfect darkness where we were, and I could not find anything to add to my own ineffectual strength, nor could I make any one on deck attend to me ; they could not hear me for the noise made by the howling of the wind and the breaking of the sea: yet I sometimes heard them,...