Afloat and Ashore; Or, The Adventures of Miles Wallingford, Volums 1-2The Author, 1844 - 207 pàgines |
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... close . Poor Captain Wallingford is now in his sixty - fifth year , and is naturally desirous of not being hung up long on the tenter - hooks of expectation , so near the close of life . The old gentleman having seen much and suffered ...
... close . Poor Captain Wallingford is now in his sixty - fifth year , and is naturally desirous of not being hung up long on the tenter - hooks of expectation , so near the close of life . The old gentleman having seen much and suffered ...
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... close , And those lov'd trees my tomb o'ershade , Beneath whose arching bowers my childhood play'd . " MRS . HEMANS . I was born in a valley not very remote from the sea . My father had been a sailor in youth , and some of my earliest ...
... close , And those lov'd trees my tomb o'ershade , Beneath whose arching bowers my childhood play'd . " MRS . HEMANS . I was born in a valley not very remote from the sea . My father had been a sailor in youth , and some of my earliest ...
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... close in the chimney - corners in cold weather , that I have often fancied they must have been , as a legal wit of New York once pronounced certain eastern coal - mines to be , incombustible . These negroes all went by the patronymic of ...
... close in the chimney - corners in cold weather , that I have often fancied they must have been , as a legal wit of New York once pronounced certain eastern coal - mines to be , incombustible . These negroes all went by the patronymic of ...
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... close to me , gazed earnestly in my face , and even looked kind . " Are you a son of Captain Miles Wallingford ? " he asked in a low voice- " of Miles Wallingford , from up the river ? " " I am , sir ; his only son . He left but two of ...
... close to me , gazed earnestly in my face , and even looked kind . " Are you a son of Captain Miles Wallingford ? " he asked in a low voice- " of Miles Wallingford , from up the river ? " " I am , sir ; his only son . He left but two of ...
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... close . We lay some months in the river , getting cargo , receiving teas , nankins , silks and other articles , as our supercargo could lay hands on them . In all this time , we saw just as much of the Chinese as it is usual for ...
... close . We lay some months in the river , getting cargo , receiving teas , nankins , silks and other articles , as our supercargo could lay hands on them . In all this time , we saw just as much of the Chinese as it is usual for ...
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Afloat and Ashore; Or, The Adventures of Miles Wallingford: Vol. 1-4 James Fenimore Cooper Visualització completa - 1851 |
Afloat and Ashore, Or The Adventures of Miles Wallingford James Fenimore Cooper Visualització completa - 1850 |
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Pàgina 53 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Pàgina 250 - And with them the Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.