Chost stories. Frere du Diable. The fisherman's family. The red flag at the fore. The prisoner. The convict. The burning ship. The veteran soldierE.L. Carey & A. Hart, 1835 |
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Strana 7
... nature , when " man became a wolf to man ! " and how has terror shaken every joint in my childish frame to hear of the restless spirit.of the murdered , clothed in corporeal semblance , escaping from its cold prison - house to haunt the ...
... nature , when " man became a wolf to man ! " and how has terror shaken every joint in my childish frame to hear of the restless spirit.of the murdered , clothed in corporeal semblance , escaping from its cold prison - house to haunt the ...
Strana 10
... nature exerted her prerogative and sank into repose for a moment , I started with dread lest the cold hand of the old man should be pressed heavily on my heart . At length my mind was harrowed up beyond human endurance ; the watch below ...
... nature exerted her prerogative and sank into repose for a moment , I started with dread lest the cold hand of the old man should be pressed heavily on my heart . At length my mind was harrowed up beyond human endurance ; the watch below ...
Strana 12
... ; I had seen many a poor wretch writhing in the last pang of mortal agony ; I had gazed with a sort of desperate wildness on the convul- sive contortions which expiring nature had left upon the countenance 12 GHOST STORIES .
... ; I had seen many a poor wretch writhing in the last pang of mortal agony ; I had gazed with a sort of desperate wildness on the convul- sive contortions which expiring nature had left upon the countenance 12 GHOST STORIES .
Strana 13
Old Sailor. sive contortions which expiring nature had left upon the countenance ; and now , in the stillness and solitude of night , to traverse the spot where they lay in promiscuous heaps as they had fallen , my very soul was harrowed ...
Old Sailor. sive contortions which expiring nature had left upon the countenance ; and now , in the stillness and solitude of night , to traverse the spot where they lay in promiscuous heaps as they had fallen , my very soul was harrowed ...
Strana 26
... hand was writhed in the hair of a French soldier , who was wounded beyond the power of resistance ; and with strength almost surpassing nature , she drag- ged him towards the still glowing ashes of her once 26 FRERE DU DIABLE .
... hand was writhed in the hair of a French soldier , who was wounded beyond the power of resistance ; and with strength almost surpassing nature , she drag- ged him towards the still glowing ashes of her once 26 FRERE DU DIABLE .
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Strana 73 - Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider.
Strana 85 - Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to LIBERTY, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change...
Strana 82 - French eighty-gun ship that had been set on fire to prevent her falling into the hands of the English; and having anchored in a secure position, left my vessel in a four-oared boat, passed the batteries undiscovered, and executed my orders as the brave marshal stood in the great square, with white flags and beauty greeting his arrival. Peace came! Bonaparte was elbowed off" to Elba, and the "red flag at the fore...
Strana 69 - God ! — the vision is even now before me, when I beheld that pale-faced youth struggling in the agonies of death — those features full of mild benevolence, still more deadly in their hue, and hideous in convulsive writhings — the hand, that I had so often pressed with real unabated friendship, dyed in the life-stream from his heart, as he worked his fingers in the deep wound that dismissed his noble spirit ! It was in action, when rage and vengeance lashed the passions into fury. Yes ! there...
Strana 74 - ... billows ; like the soul of the mighty, struggling with the last pangs of mortality. Orders were given to furl the foresail, and about sixty of the best seamen sprang aloft to execute the command. Already had they extended themselves upon the yard, and were gathering up the folds of the heavy canvass, when a tremendous sea came, like an Alpine mountain, rushing towards us.
Strana 72 - Indiamen and transports with troops, were scattered in every direction; but now and then we could distinguish one or two, as they appeared for a moment on the summit of the foaming surge, like dim specks upon the verge of the horizon. Night came, and brought its frowning horrors — a pitchy darkness, which seemed almost palpable to the touch, hung with a funereal gloom above, whilst the wild waves, lashed by the raging tempest into sparkling foam, served but to render the blackness of the heavens...