The Coral Gift: Or, The Lovers of the Deep. In Four CantosJ. C. Riker, 1851 - 240 pages |
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... hill , or valley of perfume ; By animated life , where'er it moves Through Libyan deserts or Italian groves , On airy wing , above th ' umbrageous woods , Or gliding deep , beneath the limpid floods- Teach me to know , while , in ...
... hill , or valley of perfume ; By animated life , where'er it moves Through Libyan deserts or Italian groves , On airy wing , above th ' umbrageous woods , Or gliding deep , beneath the limpid floods- Teach me to know , while , in ...
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... cold embrace ; Siberia's prison hills , where men resign All hope - earth's most inhospitable place , Were paradise to this , the deep's tempestuous face ! But peace shall smile on them once more ; and 22 THE CORAL GIFT ; OR ,
... cold embrace ; Siberia's prison hills , where men resign All hope - earth's most inhospitable place , Were paradise to this , the deep's tempestuous face ! But peace shall smile on them once more ; and 22 THE CORAL GIFT ; OR ,
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... hills , or jewelled mine Enrich his coffers , -he robs not the poor , Whose enterprise cheers them with corn and wine , As the depending grape is nourished from the vine . Refined and liberal , let him adorn His grounds with art : -Rare ...
... hills , or jewelled mine Enrich his coffers , -he robs not the poor , Whose enterprise cheers them with corn and wine , As the depending grape is nourished from the vine . Refined and liberal , let him adorn His grounds with art : -Rare ...
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... Plucked every stranger flower which I did see , Climbed each tall hill that on my pathway rose , And ranged the glens and dells where Nature doth repose . I gathered fruit and flowers , not sparse or poor 38 THE CORAL GIFT ; OR ,
... Plucked every stranger flower which I did see , Climbed each tall hill that on my pathway rose , And ranged the glens and dells where Nature doth repose . I gathered fruit and flowers , not sparse or poor 38 THE CORAL GIFT ; OR ,
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... hill , Till rolling from the solstice , Summer's sun , Or ere his ardent course is well begun , Stoops from his burning car , adown the sky , And laps the stream : -the waters cease to run , In visionless evaporations fly , Leaving ...
... hill , Till rolling from the solstice , Summer's sun , Or ere his ardent course is well begun , Stoops from his burning car , adown the sky , And laps the stream : -the waters cease to run , In visionless evaporations fly , Leaving ...
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The Coral Gift; Or The Lovers of the Deep: In Four Cantos Edward Augustus McLaughlin No preview available - 1850 |
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Page 197 - He saith unto them, Moses because of the hardness of your hearts suffered you to put away your wives: but from the beginning it was not so.
Page 96 - Poured her bland voice upon the wafting breeze. Where are they now ? — the lovely and the brave, The staid, the gay, so late in health and ease ? — Some in their berths below have found a grave, Some toss upon the surge, some struggle down the wave ! O what a cry of woe burst from' the deep ! What shrieks of terror pierced the vaulted sky ! What icy chills around each heart did creep, — What black despair gleamed from each straining eye ! Some, flayed alive, upon the waters lie, And writhe...
Page 183 - •Oh, thank you a thousand times!" exclaimed the youthful queen; and, hastily writing " Pardoned " in large letters on the fatal page, she sent it across the table with a hand trembling with eagerness and emotion.
Page 197 - And the Lord God said, It is not good that the man should be alone ; I will make a help meet for him.
Page 96 - Despairing in th' extremity of woe ! A few resigned upon the waters lie, And gazing upward with a dying throe, Await their dissolution drawing nigh, — Their thoughts transferred to realms beyond the distant sky.
Page 183 - And," said the gallant veteran, as he related the circumstances to his friends (for it was none other than the Duke of Wellington), " seeing her Majesty so earnest about it, I said, he is certainly a bad soldier ; but there was somebody who spoke as to his good character, and he may be a good man for aught I know to the contrary.
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Page 183 - ... presented for her signature. One was death for desertion — a soldier was condemned to be shot, and his death-warrant was presented to the Queen for her signature. She read it, paused, looked up to the officer who laid it before her, and said — ' Have you nothing to say in behalf of this man ?' 'Nothing; he has deserted three times,
Page 97 - Th' affrighted sea-bird screams their passing knell, Upon whose grave no flowers the Spring shall rear, But sea-weed floats around to deck their watery bier. The winds shall waft this ruin...