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Framsida
D. Appleton and Company, 1892
 

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Sida 460 - 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.
Sida 60 - This warning effectually closed all discourse ; and the hardy mariners, knowing that they had already done all in the power of man to insure their safety, stood in breathless anxiety, awaiting the result. At a short distance ahead of them the whole ocean was white with foam, and the waves, instead of rolling on in regular succession, appeared to be tossing about in mad gambols.
Sida 59 - Say, also, if the tide would have let us do so," returned the Pilot calmly. " Gentlemen, we must be prompt; we have but a mile to go, and the ship appears to fly. That topsail is not enough to keep her up to the wind; we want both jib and mainsail." " Tis a perilous thing to loosen canvas in such a tempest," observed the doubtful captain.
Sida 51 - Mr. Pilot, and I'll handle the ship like a gentleman's yacht, in this breeze." " Will she stay, think ye, under this sail ? " said the low voice of the stranger. " She will do all that man, in reason, can ask of wood and iron...
Sida 61 - ... vessel moved more heavily than before, being brought so near the wind as to keep her sails touching. The pilot silently proceeded to the wheel, and with his own hands he undertook the steerage of the ship. No noise proceeded from the frigate to interrupt the horrid tumult of the ocean, and she entered the channel among the breakers with the silence of a desperate calmness. Twenty times, as the foam rolled away to leeward, the crew were on the eve of uttering their joy, as they supposed the vessel...
Sida 57 - The helm was kept fast, the head yards swung up heavily against the wind, and the vessel was soon whirling round on her heel with a retrograde movement Griffith was too much of a seaman not to perceive that the pilot had seized, with a perception almost intuitive, the only method that promised to extricate the vessel from her situation.
Sida 60 - She feels it ! she springs her luff! observe," he said, " the light opens from the hummock already : if she will only bear her canvas, we shall go clear ! ' ' A report, like that of a cannon, interrupted his exclamation, and something resembling a white cloud was seen drifting before the wind from the head of the ship, till it was driven into the gloom far to leeward. " 'T is the jib, blown from the bolt-ropes," said the commander of the frigate. ' ' This is no time to spread light duck — but the...
Sida 209 - Barnstable looked at his watch, and again at the cliffs, when he exclaimed in joyous tones — " Give strong way, my hearties ! There seems nothing better to be done ; let us have a stroke of a harpoon at that Impudent rascal." The men shouted spontaneously, and the old cockswain suffered his solemn visage to relax into a small laugh, while the whale-boat sprang forward like a courser for the goal. During the few minutes they were pulling towards their game, long Tom arose from his crouching attitude...
Sida 50 - ... the result. The ship had fallen off with her broadside to the sea, and was become unmanageable, and the sails were already brought into the folds necessary to her security, when the quick and heavy fluttering of canvas was thrown across the water with all the gloomy and chilling sensations that such sounds produce, where darkness and danger unite to appal the seaman. "The schooner has it!
Sida 210 - Barnstable and his cockswain, and when he was in a state of comparative rest, the former gave a signal to his crew, to ply their oars once more. A few long and vigorous strokes sent the boat directly up to the broadside of the whale, with its bows pointing...

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