Paths in the Great Waters: A Tale, Wherein is Comprised a Record of Virginia's Early Troubles, Together with the True History of the Bermudas Or Somers IslandsSociety for Promoting Christian Knowledge, 1883 - 324 sidor |
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Sida 290 - On daily visits through the air. He hangs in shades the orange bright, Like golden lamps in a green night. And does in the pomegranates close Jewels more rich than Ormus shows. He makes the figs our mouths to meet; And throws the melons at our feet. But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice. With cedars, chosen by his hand, From Lebanon, he stores the land. And makes the hollow seas, that roar, Proclaim the ambergris on shore.
Sida 290 - No tree could ever bear them twice. With cedars chosen by His hand From Lebanon He stores the land; And makes the hollow seas that roar Proclaim the ambergris on shore. He cast (of which we rather boast) The Gospel's pearl upon our coast; And in these rocks for us did frame A temple where to sound His name. O, let our voice His praise exalt Till it arrive at Heaven's vault, Which thence (perhaps) rebounding may Echo beyond the Mexique bay!
Sida 289 - Where the remote Bermudas ride, ; In the ocean's bosom unespied, From a small boat, that rowed along, The listening winds received this song : " What should we do but sing His praise, That led us through the watery maze, Unto an isle so long unknown, And yet far kinder than our own ? Where He the huge sea-monsters wracks, That lift the deep upon their backs ; He lands us on a grassy stage, Safe from the storms, and prelate's rage.
Sida 45 - Our food was but a small can of barley sod in water to five men a day ; our drink cold water taken out of the river, which was at a flood very salt, at a low tide full of slime and filth, which was the destruction of many of our men.
Sida 290 - Safe from the storms, and prelate's rage. He gave us this eternal spring, Which here enamels everything, And sends the fowls to us in care, On daily visits through the air; He hangs in shades the orange bright, Like golden lamps in a green night, And does in...
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Sida 46 - If there were any conscience in men, it would make their hearts to bleed to hear the pitiful murmurings and outcries of our sick men, without relief every night and day for the space of six weeks; some departing out of the world, many times three or four in a night, in the morning their bodies trailed out of their cabins like dogs to be buried.
Sida 46 - ... flood very salt, at a low tide full of slime and filth, which was the destruction of many of our men. Thus we lived for the space of five months in this miserable distress, not having five able men to man our bulwarks upon any occasion. If it had not pleased God to put a terror in the savages...
Sida 46 - Savages hearts, we had all perished by those vild and cruell Pagans, being in that weake estate as we were ; our men night and day groaning in every corner of the Fort most pittifull to heare.