The Great Frozen Sea: A Personal Narrative of the Voyage of the "Alert" During the Arctic Expedition 1875-6K. Paul, Trench, Trübner, 1894 - 384 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
able Aldrich amongst anchor animal appeared April Arctic Regions arrived Baffin Bay board the Alert boat bright cairn Cairn Hill Cape Joseph Henry Cape Sabine Captain Nares channel cheerful Clements Markham coast cold colour cook deck depôt difficulty Discovery dragged drift Egedesminde endeavours England Eskimo Eskimo dogs expedition feet floe floe-bergs frost-bites frozen gale glacier Godhavn Greenland Hall Basin halt harbour hard heavy hills hope hummocks icebergs island journey Kennedy Channel Lancaster Sound land latitude Melville Bay miles morning musk-oxen night northern northward observed obtained officers ourselves pack pemmican Polar provisions reached rendered Robeson Channel round sail scene scurvy seen ship ship's shore side Sir Edward Parry sledge parties sledge travelling Smith Sound snow southward steam succeeded summit temperature tent thick vessel weather weight whilst wind winter quarters young ice
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Página 109 - 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 roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Página 109 - As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head. The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Página 178 - And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green. To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon. Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Página 71 - So Zembla's rocks (the beauteous work of frost) Rise white in air, and glitter o'er the coast ; Pale suns, unfelt, at distance roll away, And on th' impassive ice the lightnings play ; Eternal snows the growing mass supply, Till the bright mountains prop th' incumbent sky ; As Atlas fix'd, each hoary pile appears, The gather'd winter of a thousand years.
Página 124 - The wintry hedge was black ; The green grass was not seen ; The birds did rest On the bare thorn's breast, Whose roots, beside the pathway track, Had bound their folds o'er many a crack Which the frost had made between.
Página 192 - Now all our neighbours' chimneys smoke, And Christmas blocks are burning; Their ovens they with bak't meats choke And all their spits are turning. Without the door let sorrow lie, And if. for cold, it hap to die, Wee'le bury 't in a Christmas pye, And evermore be merry.
Página 219 - Themselves in orisons ! Thou material God ! And representative of the Unknown — Who chose thee for His shadow ! Thou chief star ! Centre of many stars ! which mak'st our earth Endurable and temperest the hues And hearts of all who walk within thy rays ! Sire of the seasons ! Monarch of the...
Página 109 - And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold : And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald. And through the drifts the snowy clifts Did send a dismal sheen : Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around : It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound...
Página 367 - Now, strike your sailes, yee jolly Mariners, For we be come unto a quiet rode, Where we must land some of our passengers, And light this weary vessell of her lode...
Página 97 - Within a long recess there lies a bay : An island shades it from the rolling sea, And forms a port secure for ships to ride : Broke by the jutting land on either side, In double streams the briny waters glide, Betwixt two rows of rocks : a sylvan scene Appears above, and groves for ever green : A grot is form'd beneath, with mossy seats, To rest the Nereids, and exclude the heats.