Forget me not; a Christmas and new year's present. (Ed. by F. Shoberl).

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1831

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Sida 106 - We now plant a tree, whose top will reach the sun, and its branches spread far abroad, so that it shall be seen afar off; and we shall shelter ourselves under it, and live in peace without molestation.
Sida 150 - I promise you : but at last there came up out of the hogshead a short, thick-set, truculent, sailor-looking fellow, dressed in the old ancient way, with dirty slops, tarnished gold-laced hat, and blue, stiff-skirted coat, fastened up to his throat with a mighty sight of brass buttons, Spanish steel pistols in a buffalo belt, and a swingeing cutlass by his side. He looked one of the genuine privateer, bulldog breed, and his broad swelled face, where it was not red with rage, or the good rum, was black...
Sida 380 - SELECT VIEWS OF LONDON; 76 coloured Plates, with Historical and Descriptive Sketches of some of the most interesting of its Public Buildings. Imperial 8vo.
Sida 147 - But the more they worked, the more the barrel wouldn't move ; and my Uncle Ben said that mighty strannge sounds came out of it, just as if it didn't like to be disturbed and brought into the light ; and that it swore at the helps and niggers in English and Spanish, Low German and High Dutch. At last, old Van Soak began to be a leetle bit...
Sida 148 - I guess," says my Uncle Ben, as he turned it down ; " mild as mother's milk, and bright as a flash of lightning ! By the pipe of St Nicholas, I must have another grain !" So he filled him another glass, and then Jacobus plucked up heart, and he took a grain or two, and the helps and bystanders did the same, and they all swore it was superbly astonishing rum, and as old as the Kaatskill mountains, or the days of Wouter Van Twiller, the first Dutch Governor of New York. Well! I calculate that they...
Sida 152 - But I'd have you to know, I'm not to be scared by a face of clay, if you were both ; for I'm an old Kentuck Rowdey, of Townfork by the Elkhorn ; my breed's half a horse and half an alligator, with a cross of the earthquake ! You can't poke your fun at me, I calculate ; and so, here goes upon you for a villain, any way !" My Uncle Ben's pluck was now all up ; for pretty considerably madded he was, and could bite in his breath no longer; so he flew upon the strannge Sailor, and walked into him like...
Sida 148 - Don't open the hogshead," cried the helps and neighbours, in mighty great fear; " it 's the Devil !" " Potstausend !" says my Uncle Ben ; — for you must know that he's a roistering High-German: — " You're a cowardly crew," says he, " that good liquor's thrown away upon." " Thunder and storm !" called out the voice again from the barrel, "why the Henker don't you unship the hatches? Am I to stay here these hundred years ?" " Stille ! mein Herr !" says my Uncle Ben, says he, without being in the...
Sida 34 - ... him not, — he led me forth From all the fairest there, And told me he had never seen A face he thought so fair. Ah ! wherefore did he tell me this? His praises made me vain; And, when he left me, how I long'd To hear that voice again ! I...
Sida 155 - Glued to my scabbard with wrong'd orphans' tears, Will not be drawn. Ha! what are these? sure, hangmen, That come to bind my hands, and then to drag me Before the judgment-seat : now they are new shapes, And do appear like Furies, with steel whips To scourge my ulcerous soul. Shall I then fall Ingloriously, and yield ? no ; spite of Fate I will be forced to hell like to myself.
Sida 365 - ... they were buried near a beautiful bank of the Almond. Several of the poets of Scotland have sung their hapless fate : Lednoch bank has become classic in story; and, during the last century and a half, many thousands of enthusiastic pilgrims have visited the spot, which has been enclosed with pious care.

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