My Journal in Malayan Waters, Or, The Blockade of QuedahRoutledge, Warne, and Routledge, 1861 - 360 oldal |
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afterwards alligators amongst anchor appeared armed assured Bagoose Baju-Mira Barclay birds'-nests blockade boats Bountings brig called canoe Captain Warren capture chase chieftainess Chinese close cloth cocoa-nut coxswain creatures creese crew cutter Datoo Mahomet Alee deck Emerald English escape evidently fancy fcap fight fire forest fugitives gave gun-boat guns Haggi hands head Hyacinth Inchi Laa islands Jadee Jadee's Jamboo jungle junk Kangah knew Lancavas looked Mahomet Alee Malacca Malayan Malayia Malays midshipman miles monkeys musquitoes native nests nicodar night oars paddles Parlis Pat Conroy Penang pinnace pirates poor prahus province Pulo Quedah Quetam Rajah returned rice river round sailors sails sampan scene seamen seen serang Setouè ship shoot shouted Siamese Siamese army Singapore slave snake soon stockade Straits of Malacca strong Sumatra Tamelan tide told Tom West Tonkoo Mahomet Touhan town trees Type-etam Untoo vessel whilst wild wind
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295. oldal - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody sun, at noon, Eight up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion ; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
279. oldal - WHEN the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free In the silken sail of infancy, The tide of time flow'd back with me, The forward-flowing tide of time ; And many a sheeny summer-morn, Adown the Tigris I was borne, By Bagdat's shrines of fretted gold, High-walled gardens green and old ; True Mussulman was I and sworn, For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid.
51. oldal - ... October, 1815. It will be remembered that her husband embarked for India the year before. Thus a critic of the time spake with more wisdom than he was aware of, when he wrote the following sentence as to her Rosalind. "Of her figure it would be unjust at present to speak. She appears to be far advanced in that state in which ladies wish to be who love their lords.
i. oldal - SWEET MEMORY, wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy-haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers.
322. oldal - From life's thronged path, unnoticed to expire. As the light leaf, whose fall to ruin bears Some trembling insect's little world of cares, Descends in silence — while around waves on The mighty forest, reckless what is gone...
259. oldal - ... seen climbing the mangrove branches, and dashing: from thence into the water with all the life and energy of children of a colder clime, at once affording us proof that even they have their joys.