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WINTER IN THE AZORES.

CHAPTER I.

Now ship boring the moon with her main-mast; and anon swallowed with yest and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead,—to see how the sea flap-dragoned it.

WINTER'S TALE.

I have great comfort in this fellow; methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him.

TEMPEST.

Qui mare fluctisonum sulcat, curvisque carinis
Admovet externas vaga per commercia gentes,
Non ignota illi divina potentia.

BUCHANAN.

Voyage.-Meals.-Gales.-Captain.-Sailors.-Land.

NOVEMBER 16.-WE were towed out of Cowes' harbour in the teeth of a sharp north-easterly breeze, lay to in the roads for our captain and pilot, and at four o'clock in the afternoon of last Monday, the 12th, were foaming and frothing along towards the Needles at the exhilarating

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