The Old Commodore, Nide 1Baudry's European Library, 1837 - 308 sivua |
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Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 37
Sivu 21
... continued masticating his quid with increased energy ; and at length turned upon his nephew , abruptly exclaiming , " See , sir , what your d - d Greek has done . " " The mis - quotation was from your own mouth , " said Mr. Under- down ...
... continued masticating his quid with increased energy ; and at length turned upon his nephew , abruptly exclaiming , " See , sir , what your d - d Greek has done . " " The mis - quotation was from your own mouth , " said Mr. Under- down ...
Sivu 22
... continued , " Let me tell you , madam , that this young man's education has been miserably neg- lected . I , who am left his guardian by the will of his late father , have neglected my duty . I must look to it . I come home ; I ex ...
... continued , " Let me tell you , madam , that this young man's education has been miserably neg- lected . I , who am left his guardian by the will of his late father , have neglected my duty . I must look to it . I come home ; I ex ...
Sivu 27
... continued , " From a mother I must expect a mother's weakness - I pity whilst I love it ; but , loving , I must not be controlled by it . Whilst I feel the fondest affection for my sister , I must remember that she is not the only ...
... continued , " From a mother I must expect a mother's weakness - I pity whilst I love it ; but , loving , I must not be controlled by it . Whilst I feel the fondest affection for my sister , I must remember that she is not the only ...
Sivu 38
... continued looking dreadfully grim , as some compensation to himself for the little act of humility that he had just performed . " Did you ever hear , Richard Stubbs , of the Devil's dum- plings ? ' " Lord bless your honour and his ...
... continued looking dreadfully grim , as some compensation to himself for the little act of humility that he had just performed . " Did you ever hear , Richard Stubbs , of the Devil's dum- plings ? ' " Lord bless your honour and his ...
Sivu 39
... continued , " So , my men , d'ye see , I love ye like my own children ; and , bating that I have spared the rod , I have proved myself to you a wise and indulgent parent - a little too indulgent , mayhap - allowed a little too much for ...
... continued , " So , my men , d'ye see , I love ye like my own children ; and , bating that I have spared the rod , I have proved myself to you a wise and indulgent parent - a little too indulgent , mayhap - allowed a little too much for ...
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admiral arms asore Augustus Azincourt beautiful Becky Belladonna better blessed boatswain bosom broad pennant brother cabin called Captain Oliphant chaplain child command Commodore's countenance coxswain crew dare daughter dear Doctor Ginningham dreadful Dredgely dress exclaimed eyes face father feelings fellow flog Florentin French frigate gentleman give gout guardian hand happy head hear heard heart honour Jaspar-hall kiss knew Lady Astell length look Lord Majesty mamma midshipman mind Miss Belmont Miss Matilda Miss Rebecca modore mother nephew never night noble officers old Commodore person Peter Drivel poor post-captain quarter-deck Richard Stubbs Rosa round Rubasore Rubasore's sail sailor ship ship's Sir Octavius Bacuissart sister speak Spithead squadron stood talk tell thing thought took Trestletree-hall turned uncle Underdown voice walk whilst wish words young lady younker Zounds
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Sivu 97 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Sivu 31 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
Sivu 282 - At every trifle scorn to take offence ; That always shows great pride or little sense : Those heads, as stomachs, are not sure the best Which nauseate all, and nothing can digest. Yet let not each gay turn thy rapture move...
Sivu 267 - LOve in her Sunny Eyes does basking play ; Love walks the pleasant Mazes of her Hair ; Love does on both her Lips for ever stray ; And sows and reaps a thousand kisses there.
Sivu 173 - Very good song, and very well sung, Jolly companions every one ; We all are here for mirth and glee, We all are here for jollity. Very good song, and very well sung, Jolly companions every one ; Put your hats on, and keep your heads warm, A little more liquor will do us no harm.
Sivu 103 - The flying rumours gather'd as they roll'd, Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told ; And all who told it added something new, ; And all who heard it made enlargements too , In every ear it spread, on every tongue it grew.
Sivu 125 - That he ll never more be fit for sea. Here am I in distress, like a ship water-logg'd, Not a tow-rope at hand, or an oar ; I am left by my crew, and may I be flogg'd But the doctor's a son of aw — e.
Sivu 116 - Cocking up a squinting glass, Thus run down the old Commodore : That's the old Commodore, The rum old Commodore, The gouty old Commodore. — He ! Why the bullets and the gout Have so knock'd his hull about, That he'll never more be fit for sea.
Sivu 264 - mong the blest thou dost for ever shine, And wheresoe'er thou cast thy view Upon that white and radiant crew, See'st not a soul cloth'd with more light than thine. And if the glorious saints cease not to know Their wretched friends who fight with life below ; Thy flame to me does still the same abide, Only more pure and rarified. There whilst immortal hymns thou dost rehearse, Thou dost with holy pity see Our dull and earthly poesy, Where grief and misery can be joined with verse.
Sivu 26 - And he was the only child of his mother, AND SHE WAS A WIDOW?