Hunt's Yachting Magazine, Volum 5

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Hunt, 1856
 

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Pàgina 486 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore ; There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar : I love not man the less, but nature more...
Pàgina 542 - LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither end Than just a kind memento ; But how the subject theme may gang, Let time and chance determine ; Perhaps, it may turn out a sang, Perhaps, turn out a sermon.
Pàgina 256 - In this war all the kings and potentates of the earth were on one side; on the other I see no army, but a mysterious force...
Pàgina 521 - Time rolls his ceaseless course. The race of yore, Who danced our infancy upon their knee, And told our marvelling boyhood legends store, Of their strange ventures happ'd by land or sea, How are they blotted from the things that be...
Pàgina 471 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears Him in the wind; His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way...
Pàgina 256 - Jesus borrowed nothing from human knowledge : only in himself are found completely the example or the imitation of his life. Neither was he a philosopher, for his proofs were miracles, and his disciples from the very first adored him. In fact, science and philosophy are powerless to salvation ; and the sole object of Jesus, in coming into the world, was to unveil the mysteries of heaven, and the laws of mind. Alexander...
Pàgina 256 - ... faith in the mysteries of the cross. I die before my time, and my body will be put into the ground to become the food of worms. Such is the fate of the great Napoleon ! What an abyss between my deep wretchedness, and Christ's eternal kingdom, proclaimed, loved, adored, and spreading through the world ! Was that dying? Was it not rather to live ? The death of Christ is the death of God.
Pàgina 40 - Welcome to their roar! Swift be their guidance, wheresoe'er it lead ! Though the strain'd mast should quiver as a reed. And the rent canvas fluttering strew the gale, Still must I on ; for I am as a weed, Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.
Pàgina 161 - Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath, brown furze, any thing : The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death.
Pàgina 176 - ... of the breadth, the remainder shall be esteemed the just length of the keel to find the tonnage ; and the breadth shall be taken from the outside of the outside plank in the broadest place in the ship, be it either above or below the main wales, exclusive of all manner of doubling planks that may be wrought upon the sides of the ship...

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