Four Years' Residence in the West Indies

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William Kidd, 1830 - 693 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 503 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, Tis woman's whole existence. Man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart; Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange, Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange.— Men have all these resources.
Pàgina 530 - The fig tree; not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar and Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bearded twigs take root, and daughters grow Above the mother tree, a
Pàgina 107 - But let concealment, like a worm i'the bud, • " Feed on her damask cheek ; she pin'd in thought, " And with a green and yellow melancholy, " Sat, like patience on a monument, smiling
Pàgina 530 - Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bearded twigs take root, and daughters grow Above the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarched, and echoing
Pàgina 236 - By turns a pitchy cloud she rolls on high ; " By turns hot embers from her entrails fly, " And flakes of mountain flames that lick the sky ! " Oft from her bowels massy rocks are thrown, " And shivered by the force come piecemeal down ; " Oft liquid lakes of burning sulphur flow, " Fed from the fiery springs that boil below.
Pàgina 503 - Man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart; Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange, Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange.— Men have all these resources.
Pàgina 527 - harsh and choky, but it is very pleasant before it is too stale. This fruit lasts in season eight months in the year, during which time the natives eat no other sort of food of bread kind. I did never see of this fruit any where but here
Pàgina 307 - And as I watch the line of light that plays " Along the smooth wave, tow'rd the burning west, " I long to tread that golden path of rays, " And think 'twould lead to some bright isle of rest.
Pàgina 526 - The bread fruit, as we call it, grows on a large tree, as big and high as our largest apple trees. It hath a spreading head, full of branches and dark leaves. The fruit grows on the boughs, like apples; it is as big as a penny loaf, when
Pàgina xv - Let him spend his time no more at home, " Which would be great impeachment to his age, " In having known no travel in his youth.

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