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Side 149
... Twas he , the same , the very Jack he knew , O'erwhelm'd at once with wonder , grief , and joy , He press'd him much to quit his base employ ; His countenance , his purse , his heart , his hand , Influence and power , were all at his ...
... Twas he , the same , the very Jack he knew , O'erwhelm'd at once with wonder , grief , and joy , He press'd him much to quit his base employ ; His countenance , his purse , his heart , his hand , Influence and power , were all at his ...
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... TWAS in the glad season of spring , Asleep at the dawn of the day , I dream'd what I cannot but sing , So pleasant it seem'd as I lay . I dream'd , that , on ocean afloat , Far hence to the westward I sail'd , While the billows high ...
... TWAS in the glad season of spring , Asleep at the dawn of the day , I dream'd what I cannot but sing , So pleasant it seem'd as I lay . I dream'd , that , on ocean afloat , Far hence to the westward I sail'd , While the billows high ...
Side 356
... twas mere good - humour gave it birth , The harmless play of pleasantry and mirth . Howe'er it was , his language , in my mind , Bespoke at least a man that knew mankind . But not to moralize too much , and strain To prove an evil , of ...
... twas mere good - humour gave it birth , The harmless play of pleasantry and mirth . Howe'er it was , his language , in my mind , Bespoke at least a man that knew mankind . But not to moralize too much , and strain To prove an evil , of ...
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The Yearly Distress or Tithing Time at Stock in | 154 |
Verses supposed to be written by Alexander Selkirk | 160 |
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