Stray Leaves from an Arctic Journal, Or, Eighteen Months in the Polar Regions: In Search of Sir John Franklin's Expedition, in the Years 1850-51

Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1852 - 320 sider

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Side 36 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong : He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roar'd the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Side 36 - And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Side 119 - Thy way is in the sea, and thy paths in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known.
Side 120 - ALMIGHTY GOD, who seest that we have no power of ourselves to help ourselves ; Keep us both outwardly in our bodies, and inwardly in our souls ; that we may be defended from all adversities which may happen to the body, and from all evil thoughts which may assault and hurt the soul ; through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Side 15 - Ocean is around you: there is, to the seaman, a lullaby, say what they may, in his hoarse song; and they of the middle watch tell how the friendly light of some distant cape glimmered and danced in the east, until lost in some passing squall. Now for the North-West! we exclaimed, — its much talked of dangers,— its chapter of horrors ! As gallant Frobisher says, " it is still the only thing left undone, whereby a notable mind might be made famous and remarkable.
Side 26 - I HEARD the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls ! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls. I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o'er me from above ; The calm majestic presence of the Night, As of the one I love.
Side 56 - The Earl of Chatham, with his sword drawn Stood waiting for Sir Richard Strachan ; Sir Richard, longing to be at 'em, Stood waiting for the Earl of Chatham.
Side 120 - Lord, to comfort and succour all them who in this transitory life are in trouble, sorrow, need, sickness, or any other adversity. And we also bless thy holy name for all thy servants departed this life in thy...
Side 85 - ... tins, filled with gravel, and placed to form a firm and solid foundation. Beyond this, and along the northern shore of Beechey Island, the following traces were then quickly discovered : the embankment of a house, with carpenters...
Side 88 - ... oval outline — the border carefully formed of moss lichen, poppies, and anemones, transplanted from some more genial part of this dreary region — contrived still to show symptoms of vitality ; but the seeds which doubtless they had sowed in the garden had decayed away. Nearer to the beach, a heap of cinders and scraps of iron showed the armorers...

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