Westward Ho!: Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh, Knight, of Burrough, in the County of Devon, in the Reign of Her Most Glorious Majesty Queen Elizabeth, Volumen1

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Macmillan, 1855
 

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Página 130 - And portance in my travel's history; Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Página 215 - Here die I, Richard Grenville, with a joyful and quiet mind, for that I have ended my life as a true soldier ought to do, that hath fought for his country, queen, religion, and honour...
Página 18 - ... brave young England longing to wing its way out of its island prison to discover and to traffic, to colonize and to civilize, until no wind can sweep the earth which does not bear the echoes of an English voice.
Página 146 - David, and sit still upon your throne. David was a great singer, you know, and a player on the viols ; and ruddy, too, and of a fair countenance ; so that will fit. Now, then, mother, don't look so frightened. I am not going to play Goliath, for all my cubits; I am to present Nathan the prophet. Now, David, hearken, for I have a message unto thee, O King ! " There were two men in one city, one rich, and the other poor...
Página 35 - Because there was fellow-feeling of old in merry England, in county and in town ; and these are Devon men, and men of Bideford, whose names are Amyas Leigh of Burrough, John Staveley, Michael Heard, and Jonas Marshall of Bideford, and Thomas Braund of Clovelly : and they, the first of all English mariners, have sailed round the world with Francis Drake, and are come hither to give God thanks. It is a long story. To explain how it happened we must go back for a page or two, almost to the point from...
Página 89 - So Eustace was now staying with his father at Chapel, having, nevertheless, his private matters to transact on behalf of the virtuous society by whom he had been brought up ; one of which private matters had brought him to Bideford the night before. So he sat down beside Amyas on the pebbles, and looked...
Página 194 - Each has its narrow strip of fertile meadow, its crystal trout stream winding across and across from one hill-foot to the other ; its grey stone mill, with the water sparkling and humming round the dripping wheel ; its dark rock pools above the tide mark, where the salmon-trout gather in from their Atlantic wanderings, after each autumn flood; its ridge of blown sand, bright with golden trefoil and crimson lady's finger ; its grey bank of polished pebbles, down which the stream rattles toward the...
Página 215 - Here die I, -Richard Green*' ville, with a joyful and quiet mind : for that I have '' ended my life as a true soldier ought to do, fighting for " his country, queen, religion, and honour. My soul " willingly departing from this body, leaving behind the " lasting fame of having behaved as every valiant soldier
Página 1 - ALL who have travelled through the delicious scenery of North Devon must needs know the little white town of Bideford, which slopes upwards from its broad tideriver paved with yellow sands, and many-arched old bridge where salmon wait for Autumn floods, toward the pleasant upland on the west.

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