The New Monthly Magazine and HumoristHenry Colburn, 1846 - English literature |
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... arrived at the outskirts of the wood . As soon as we had gained the beach , which was 500 yards wide , we looked round to see if we could perceive the Indians , but we could ob- serve nobody . " Let us , while it is yet dark , go round ...
... arrived at the outskirts of the wood . As soon as we had gained the beach , which was 500 yards wide , we looked round to see if we could perceive the Indians , but we could ob- serve nobody . " Let us , while it is yet dark , go round ...
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... arrived , the squaws and men among the others were despatched for the re- mainder of the venison . I now went out every day by myself and prac- tised with my bow , till I had become more expert , for I wanted practice . I had no musket ...
... arrived , the squaws and men among the others were despatched for the re- mainder of the venison . I now went out every day by myself and prac- tised with my bow , till I had become more expert , for I wanted practice . I had no musket ...
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... arrived in a quarter of an hour to a cleared ground , with a rail fence round it . " Thank God ! " I cried , " that I am at last among my own country- men . ' " I considered , however , that it would not be The Privateer's - man . 13.
... arrived in a quarter of an hour to a cleared ground , with a rail fence round it . " Thank God ! " I cried , " that I am at last among my own country- men . ' " I considered , however , that it would not be The Privateer's - man . 13.
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... arrival at James Town , for your kind treatment , and any trouble you may take for me . " 66 Pay me ! what do I want with money ? -- there's no shops here with ribbons , and calicoes , and muslins ; and if there were , I'm not a fine ...
... arrival at James Town , for your kind treatment , and any trouble you may take for me . " 66 Pay me ! what do I want with money ? -- there's no shops here with ribbons , and calicoes , and muslins ; and if there were , I'm not a fine ...
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... arrive , I imagine , " replied she ; " but I have a sloop in the river below , which carries it round . " " When is the time it is harvested and fit to be carried round ? " in- quired I. " It is now turning fast , " said she ; " all ...
... arrive , I imagine , " replied she ; " but I have a sloop in the river below , which carries it round . " " When is the time it is harvested and fit to be carried round ? " in- quired I. " It is now turning fast , " said she ; " all ...
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Page 40 - To the broad column which rolls on, and shows More like the fountain of an infant sea Torn from the womb of mountains by the throes Of a new world, than only thus to be Parent of rivers, which flow gushingly, With many windings, through the vale :— Look back! Lo ! where it comes like an eternity, As if to sweep down all things in its track, Charming the eye with dread, — a matchless cataract...
Page 134 - Train up a child in the way he should go, and he will not depart from it...
Page 56 - His eye kindles at the sight, and balancing himself with half-opened wings, on the branch, he watches the result. Down, rapid as an arrow from heaven, descends the distant object of his attention, the roar of its wings reaching the ear as it disappears in the deep, making the surge foam around.
Page 40 - Horribly beautiful ! but on the verge, From side to side, beneath the glittering morn, An Iris sits, amidst the infernal surge, Like Hope upon a death.bed, and, unworn Its steady dyes, while all around is torn By the distracted waters, bears serene Its brilliant hues with all their beams unshorn : Resembling, 'mid the torture of the scene, Love watching Madness with unalterable mien.
Page 163 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas, That grew the more by reaping: His delights Were dolphin-like; they show'd his back above The element they liv'd in: In his livery Walk'd crowns, and crownets; realms and islands were As plates dropp'd from his pocket.
Page 56 - The unencumbered Eagle rapidly advances, and is just on the point of reaching his opponent, when, with a sudden scream, probably of despair and honest execration, the latter drops his fish : the Eagle, poising himself for a moment, as if to take a more certain aim, descends like a whirlwind, snatches it in his grasp ere it reaches the water, and bears his ill-gotten booty silently away to the woods.
Page 56 - ... but man ; and, from the ethereal heights to which he soars, looking abroad, at one glance, on an immeasurable expanse of forests, fields, lakes, and ocean, deep below him, he appears indifferent to the...
Page 56 - Down, rapid as an arrow from heaven, descends the distant object of his attention, the roar of its wings reaching the ear, as it disappears in the deep, making the surges foam around ! At this moment the eager looks of the eagle are all...
Page 498 - CHURCH IN THE CATACOMBS : A Description of the Primitive Church of Rome. Illustrated by its Sepulchral Remains. By CHARLES MAITLAND.
Page 56 - ... glance, on an immeasurable expanse of forests, fields, lakes, and ocean, deep below him, he appears indifferent to the little localities of change of seasons ; as in a few minutes he can pass from summer to winter, from the lower to the higher regions of the atmosphere, the abode of eternal cold, and from thence descend at will to the torrid or the arctic regions of the earth.