Soldiers and Sailors: Or, Anecdotes, Details, and Recollections of Naval and Military LifeGrant & Griffith, 1842 - 340 páginas |
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... squall came . The sheets and ropes cracked and snapped in the wind , the fore - sail was torn to ribands , the rain fell like a torrent , and away went the ship , running almost gunwale down in the water 28 SOLDIERS AND SAILORS .
... squall came . The sheets and ropes cracked and snapped in the wind , the fore - sail was torn to ribands , the rain fell like a torrent , and away went the ship , running almost gunwale down in the water 28 SOLDIERS AND SAILORS .
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... - fore this could be even attempted , the ship fell over so much that the men could not stand . In lower- ing the boats for the crew to take to , one , the jolly - boat , was lost ; the ship was SOLDIERS AND SAILORS . 45.
... - fore this could be even attempted , the ship fell over so much that the men could not stand . In lower- ing the boats for the crew to take to , one , the jolly - boat , was lost ; the ship was SOLDIERS AND SAILORS . 45.
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... fell at last , be- fore the vessel was taken possession off . " " That was carrying discipline too far , how- ever . Poor fellows ! How those men must have hated the captain ! " " No doubt they did . been blinded by his own have seen ...
... fell at last , be- fore the vessel was taken possession off . " " That was carrying discipline too far , how- ever . Poor fellows ! How those men must have hated the captain ! " " No doubt they did . been blinded by his own have seen ...
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... fell at a distance of two or three hundred yards . " " What a dreadful explosion ! " " Dreadful indeed , boys ! The eight - inch spike nails that I spoke of , were snapped in pieces like so many carrots , and the mast of the boat resem ...
... fell at a distance of two or three hundred yards . " " What a dreadful explosion ! " " Dreadful indeed , boys ! The eight - inch spike nails that I spoke of , were snapped in pieces like so many carrots , and the mast of the boat resem ...
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... fell , officers 69 men 1015 1809 243 4688 1810 78 924 .. 1811 459 .. 7384 1812 816 11030 1813 1025 14966 ·· 1814 400 4791 1815 717 9485 3807 54283 " This account does not include the Brunswickers , Hanoverians , Portuguese , nor ...
... fell , officers 69 men 1015 1809 243 4688 1810 78 924 .. 1811 459 .. 7384 1812 816 11030 1813 1025 14966 ·· 1814 400 4791 1815 717 9485 3807 54283 " This account does not include the Brunswickers , Hanoverians , Portuguese , nor ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 274 - May the great God whom I worship grant to my country, and for the benefit of Europe in general, a great and glorious victory, and may no misconduct in any one tarnish it ; and may humanity after victory be the predominant feature in the British fleet...
Página 315 - We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Página 53 - This day is called the feast of Crispian. He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say "Tomorrow is Saint Crispian." Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say "These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Página 62 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand ; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Página 75 - Fitz-James's blade was sword and shield. He practised every pass and ward, To thrust, to strike, to feint, to guard ; While less expert, though stronger far, The Gael maintained unequal war. Three times in closing strife they stood, And thrice the Saxon blade drank blood ; No stinted draught, no scanty tide, The gushing flood the tartans dyed.
Página 315 - 11 reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone — But we left him alone with his glory.
Página 105 - Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling, The darling of our crew; No more he'll hear the tempest howling, For death has broach'd him to. His form was of the manliest beauty, His heart was kind and soft; Faithful below he did his duty, And now he's gone aloft.
Página 74 - Then each at once his falchion drew, Each on the ground his scabbard threw, Each looked to sun and stream and plain, As what they ne'er might see again ; Then, foot and point and eye opposed, In dubious strife they darkly closed.
Página 19 - Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul : The mind's the standard of the man.
Página 151 - His arms are neutral, hanging and swinging in a curve aloof; his hands, half open, look as if they had just been handling ropes, and had no object in life but to handle them again. He is proud of appearing in a new hat and slops, with a belcher handkerchief flowing loosely round his neck, and the corner of another out of his pocket. Thus equipped, with pinchbeck buckles in his...