Pigeon Cove and VicinityF. A. Searle, 1873 - 193 páginas |
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... rugged . West of Squam River , granite hills and ledges occupy the entire territory . Many of the elevations of Magnolia and the West Parish are craggy and bald , but a large portion of them are covered 2 PIGEON COVE AND VICINITY .
... rugged . West of Squam River , granite hills and ledges occupy the entire territory . Many of the elevations of Magnolia and the West Parish are craggy and bald , but a large portion of them are covered 2 PIGEON COVE AND VICINITY .
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... the Cape , this plain name is appropriate . It has a ' rim of pebbles and rushes , and high , precipitous surroundings of ledge and wildwood . Near its eastern end is a bog of alders and cedars , TOPOGRAPHY OF CAPE ANN . 5.
... the Cape , this plain name is appropriate . It has a ' rim of pebbles and rushes , and high , precipitous surroundings of ledge and wildwood . Near its eastern end is a bog of alders and cedars , TOPOGRAPHY OF CAPE ANN . 5.
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... ledge overlooking the harbor of Pigeon Cove , now surrounded by other dwellings , was the abode of one of the Wheelers . Architecturally , the " Old Castle " is unlike the " Gott House , " its front roof being of the ordinary slope ...
... ledge overlooking the harbor of Pigeon Cove , now surrounded by other dwellings , was the abode of one of the Wheelers . Architecturally , the " Old Castle " is unlike the " Gott House , " its front roof being of the ordinary slope ...
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... ledges , crags , and boulders , mottled with moss ; our hills and pastures , adorned with groves of pine and oak , and with patches of huckleberry and bayberry bushes ; our bold and sloping granite shores , perpetually kept clean by the ...
... ledges , crags , and boulders , mottled with moss ; our hills and pastures , adorned with groves of pine and oak , and with patches of huckleberry and bayberry bushes ; our bold and sloping granite shores , perpetually kept clean by the ...
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... Ledge ! Like the wise virgins , all , with ready lamps ! " From Gloucester to Rockport and Pigeon Cove in the twilight or early evening , fanned by the sea - breeze , and smiled on by the stars , was a natu- ral and agreeable ending of ...
... Ledge ! Like the wise virgins , all , with ready lamps ! " From Gloucester to Rockport and Pigeon Cove in the twilight or early evening , fanned by the sea - breeze , and smiled on by the stars , was a natu- ral and agreeable ending of ...
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Página 137 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Página 90 - The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew, • Like icicles, from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side, Like the horns of an angry bull.
Página 171 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 192 - Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Página 64 - Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a...
Página 89 - Last night the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see ! " The skipper he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laughed he.
Página 87 - The heavens with falling thunderbolts, or fill, With all the waters of the firmament, The swift, dark whirlwind that uproots the woods And drowns the villages; when, at thy call, Uprises the great Deep and throws himself Upon the continent, and overwhelms Its cities — who forgets not, at the sight Of these tremendous tokens of thy power, His pride, and lays his strifes and follies by I Oh, from these sterner aspects of thy face Spare me and mine, nor let us need the wrath Of the mad, unchained...
Página 88 - It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old...
Página 130 - And as the evening darkens, lo ! how bright, Through the deep purple of the twilight air, Beams forth the sudden radiance of its light With strange, unearthly splendour in its glare ! Not one alone ; from each projecting cape And perilous reef along the ocean's verge, Starts into life a dim, gigantic shape, Holding its lantern o'er the restless surge.
Página 90 - But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave, On the Lake of Galilee.