Jacob Faithful, Volumen2E.L. Carey & A. Hart, 1834 |
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... eye , until at last my father , who was really a kind - hearted man , rose from the chest upon which he was seated , went to the cup- board , poured out a teacup - full of gin , and handed it to my mother . It was kindly done of him ...
... eye , until at last my father , who was really a kind - hearted man , rose from the chest upon which he was seated , went to the cup- board , poured out a teacup - full of gin , and handed it to my mother . It was kindly done of him ...
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... eye ; I recalled all the horrors of the preceding evening , and recollected that I was left alone in the lighter . I ... eyes from the cabin hatch to the water , thought of my father , and then for more than half an hour watched the tide ...
... eye ; I recalled all the horrors of the preceding evening , and recollected that I was left alone in the lighter . I ... eyes from the cabin hatch to the water , thought of my father , and then for more than half an hour watched the tide ...
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... eyes were directed to every part of the room , which appeared to my ignorance as a Golconda of wealth and luxury . There were few things which I had seen before , but I had an innate idea that they were of value . The silver tea - pot ...
... eyes were directed to every part of the room , which appeared to my ignorance as a Golconda of wealth and luxury . There were few things which I had seen before , but I had an innate idea that they were of value . The silver tea - pot ...
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... eyes , and sat down again . It was more than two hours before I laid down my knife , and not until strong symptoms of suffocation played round the re- gions of my trachea , did I cry out , hold , enough . " Somebody has made an epigram ...
... eyes , and sat down again . It was more than two hours before I laid down my knife , and not until strong symptoms of suffocation played round the re- gions of my trachea , did I cry out , hold , enough . " Somebody has made an epigram ...
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... I was wont to do , and tottered in my shoes like a ricketty child . My old apparel had been consigned to the dust - hole by cook , and often , during the day , would I pass , casting a longing eye at it 20 JACOB FAITHFUL .
... I was wont to do , and tottered in my shoes like a ricketty child . My old apparel had been consigned to the dust - hole by cook , and often , during the day , would I pass , casting a longing eye at it 20 JACOB FAITHFUL .
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a'ter amusing anchor appeared barge Barnaby Bracegirdle Bill Short boat bottle Brentford cabin called Captain Turnbull caricature cluck cried deck Domine's Drummond exclaimed the Domine eyes fast father feelings Fleming Gazette give grog half hand head heard heart hour Jacob Faithful Knapps knew laughing legs lighter liquor little Sarah looked Madame Marables master matron mind mond morning mother mouth never Newfoundland dog night nose observed old Tom's overboard pannikin perceived PETER SIMPLE pipe Poll poor pulled Putney Bridge recollect replied old replied old Tom replied the Domine river River Thames round sail scouse ship shore skiff soon staysail suppose Take it coolly tell thee ther there's thing thought tide TOM CRINGLE'S LOG Tomkins Tommy took turned usher Volumes walked watch wharf What's wife Wimbledon Common wind wish yarn young young Tom
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Página 109 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Página 145 - A man's a fool who strives by force or skill To stem the torrent of a woman's will ; For if she will, she will, you may depend on't, And if she won't, she won't — and there's an end on't.
Página 107 - Then are they glad, because they are at rest : and so he bringeth them unto the haven where they would be.
Página 118 - I didn't want for to live, Poll, when I thought you false.' " "Then Polly might have answered in the words of the old song, master; but her poor heart was too full, I suppose." And Tom sang, "Your Polly has never been false, she declares, Since last time we parted at Wapping Old Stairs.
Página 94 - ... to the place from whence you came, and from thence to the place of execution, there to be hanged by the neck till you are dead; and may God, in his infinite goodness, have mercy on your soul!
Página 137 - COME O'ER THE SEA. COME o'er the sea, Maiden, with me, Mine thro' sunshine, storm, and snows; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes.
Página 122 - And swig the flowing can. And fiddle a little, And foot it a little.
Página 81 - I was in a Greenlandman, my first ship, and pulled ashore to my mother's cottage under the cliff. I thought the old soul would have died with joy.
Página 119 - A long pull, and a strong pull, and a pull all together ! [Cries, and drops his face on arm, upon table.