Harold Tennyson, R. N.: The Story of a Young SailorMacmillan, 1918 - 294 páginas |
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Adelaide Admiralty afternoon arrived ashore asked Aubrey Australia beautiful boat boys cadets called Captain cheered church cruisers dance dear delicious delightful destroyer Duchess of York enormous everything father February 23 feet fellow firing Fleet fo'c'sle Friday friends George Le Hunte German Government House guns H.M.S. QUEEN MARY harbour Harold Heligoland hills huge Ireland Island island Lady Tennyson leave letter Lionel looked Lord Tennyson lovely luncheon magnificent midshipman miles Monday morning mother naval Navy never nice night officers Peterhof played Prince Albert Princess Royal Quebec Renmark round Russian Saturday seen ship side sort South Australia Spencer-Cooper splendid stay steamed Sunday tell thank thing thought Thursday to-day told took town tram trees Tuesday Tzar Uncle Ernest Viking walked watch Wednesday week whole wish wonderful write yesterday
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Página 115 - The mountain wooded to the peak, the lawns And winding glades high up like ways to Heaven, The slender coco's drooping crown of plumes, The lightning flash of insect and of bird, The lustre of the long convolvuluses That...
Página 272 - tis something ; we may stand Where he in English earth is laid, And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land.
Página 35 - ... that peace and happiness, truth and justice, religion and piety, may be established among us, for all generations...
Página 272 - His lieavy-shotted hammock-shroud Drops in his vast and wandering grave. Ye know no more than I who wrought At that last hour to please him well; Who mused on all I had to tell...
Página 270 - Have you news of my boy Jack?' Not this tide. 'When d'you think that he'll come back?' Not with this wind blowing, and this tide. 'Has any one else had word of him?' Not this tide. For what is sunk will hardly swim, Not with this wind blowing, and this tide. 'Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?
Página 34 - Almighty God, Father of all mercies, we, Thine unworthy servants, do give Thee most humble and hearty thanks for all Thy goodness and loving-kindness to us, and to all men. We bless Thee for our creation, preservation, and all the blessings of this life; but above all, for Thine inestimable love in the redemption of the world by our Lord Jesus Christ; for the means of grace, and for the hope of glory.
Página 116 - The sunrise broken into scarlet shafts Among the palms and ferns and precipices ; The blaze upon the waters to the east ; The blaze upon his island overhead ; The blaze upon the waters to the west ; Then the great stars that globed themselves in Heaven, The hollower-bellowing ocean, and again The scarlet shafts of sunrise — but no sail.
Página 270 - When d'you think that he'll come back?' Not with this wind blowing, and this tide. 'Has any one else had word of him?' Not this tide. For what is sunk will hardly swim, Not with this wind blowing, and this tide. 'Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?' None this tide, Nor any tide, Except he did not shame his kind — Not even with that wind blowing, and that tide. Then hold your head up all the more, This tide, And every tide; because he was the son you bore, And gave to that wind blowing and that tide!
Página 2 - death is sure To those that stay and those that roam, But I will nevermore endure To sit with empty hands at home. ' My mother clings about my neck, My sisters crying, " Stay for shame " ; My father raves of death and wreck, They are all to blame, they are all to blame. ' God help me ! save I take my part Of danger on the roaring sea, A devil rises in my heart, Far worse than any death to me.