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Abbey Alacrity Alice Dunscombe already answer appeared Ariel arms blood boat boatswain Boltrope Borrough Borroughcliffe bowsprit Cacique canvass Capt Captain Manual Cecilia cliffs cockswain Coffin Colonel Howard command companion cousin crew cried Griffith danger dark deck deep Dillon duty enemy exclaimed favour fear feelings fire followed forecastle frigate gentleman glance Grif guns hand harpoon head heard heavens honour hour Hugh Griffith instant interrupted JAMES DILL Katherine ladies land lieutenant light sail listening look manner marines master ment Merry midshipman Miss Howard Miss Plowden never night numbers ocean officer party passed paused Pilot lost prisoners returned Griffith returned the Pilot rience roughcliffe Ruth sail sailor schooner seamen ship shot side silence soldier soon sounds spars sudden thing thought tion tones turned twill uttered vessel veteran voice wards watch waves wind young younker
248 psl. - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
91 psl. - ... he removed the rigid member, he beheld the sinking form of the victim, as it gradually settled in the ocean, still struggling, with regular, but impotent strokes of the arms and feet, to gain the wreck, and to preserve an existence that had been so much abused in its hour of allotted probation. " ' He will soon know his God, and learn that his God knows him !' murmured the cockswain to himself.
88 psl. - The old seaman paused, and turning his eyes, which exhibited a mingled expression of disgust and compassion, on his companion, he added, with reverence : "Had you thought more of Him in fair weather, your case would be less to be pitie'd in this tempest.
87 psl. - But his shipmates were swept far beyond the sounds of his voice, before half these words were uttered. All command of the boat was rendered impossible, by the numbers it contained, as well as the raging of the surf; and, as it rose on the white crest of a wave, Tom saw his beloved little craft for the last time; it fell into a trough of the sea, and in a few moments more its fragments were ground into splinters on the adjacent rocks. The cockswain still remained where he had cast off the rope, and...
86 psl. - The young lieutenant paused in his troubled walk, and for a moment, he cast a glance of hesitation at the cliffs ; but, at the next instant, his eyes fell on the ruin of his vessel, and he answered " Never, boy, never ; if my hour has come, I will not shrink from my fate.
86 psl. - Boy, your life has been intrusted to my keeping, and at my hands will it be required," said his commander, lifting the struggling youth, and tossing him into the arms of the seamen. " Away with ye, and God be with you : there is more weight in you now than can go safe to land.
92 psl. - By the festal cities blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore.
246 psl. - ... swiftly by ripples and breakers, by streaks of foam and darker passages of deep water, when he threw down his trumpet and exclaimed " What threatened to be our destruction has proved our salvation ! Keep yonder hill crowned with wood, one point open from the church tower at its base, and steer east...
89 psl. - echoed Dillon, in the madness of his frenzy ; " I know no God ! there is no God that knows me ! " "Peace!" said the deep tones of the cockswain, in a voice that seemed to speak in the elements ; ' ' blasphemer, peace ! " The heavy groaning, produced by the water, in the timbers of the Ariel, at that moment added its impulse to the raging feelings of Dillon, and he cast himself headlong into the sea. The water, thrown by the rolling of the surf on the beach, was necessarily returned to the ocean,...
89 psl. - I can swim,' Dillon continued, rushing with frantic eagerness to the side of the wreck. ' Is there no billet of wood, no rope, that I can take with me ? ' ' None ; everything has been cut away, or carried off by the sea. If ye are about to strive for your life, take with ye a stout heart and a clean conscience, and trust the rest to God.