The Hobart Town Magazine, Volume 3H. Melville, 1834 - Tasmania |
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... Frederick Seymour you had much- the gay , the profligate - talk not to me of danger , when he is distant from you . The bushrangers , thank Heaven , are by this time , nearly all safely lodged in gaol at camp , and I am proud of having ...
... Frederick Seymour you had much- the gay , the profligate - talk not to me of danger , when he is distant from you . The bushrangers , thank Heaven , are by this time , nearly all safely lodged in gaol at camp , and I am proud of having ...
Page 84
... Frederick . How often could I read this letter , and think of former times , when Frederick , in our infancy , entwined his arms round my waist , and called me his own dear Marian . [ Exit . ] SCENE 2. Skilling , or out - house - a male ...
... Frederick . How often could I read this letter , and think of former times , when Frederick , in our infancy , entwined his arms round my waist , and called me his own dear Marian . [ Exit . ] SCENE 2. Skilling , or out - house - a male ...
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... Frederick . ] ELLEN . [ To Native . ] Be off , I tell you . FREDERICK . - Do you recollect me , Ellen ? ELLEN . Good gracious , me recollect you , before in all my life ? [ Native remains . ] Sir ? -never saw you FREDERICK . - Gently ...
... Frederick . ] ELLEN . [ To Native . ] Be off , I tell you . FREDERICK . - Do you recollect me , Ellen ? ELLEN . Good gracious , me recollect you , before in all my life ? [ Native remains . ] Sir ? -never saw you FREDERICK . - Gently ...
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... Frederick lovingly . FREDERICK . - My dearest Marian ! you know my wishes , and you must be perfectly convinced that I would forfeit half my life to obtain your father's consent , but his just hatred to my brother has caused all our ...
... Frederick lovingly . FREDERICK . - My dearest Marian ! you know my wishes , and you must be perfectly convinced that I would forfeit half my life to obtain your father's consent , but his just hatred to my brother has caused all our ...
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... Frederick ! Frederick ! Come to my help - oh , save me -save me , Frederick , from these monsters ! HARRY FAWKES . - He's got too much gruel to help you , miss , his head is nigh ripped in two - he wants a doctor , to help him die ...
... Frederick ! Frederick ! Come to my help - oh , save me -save me , Frederick , from these monsters ! HARRY FAWKES . - He's got too much gruel to help you , miss , his head is nigh ripped in two - he wants a doctor , to help him die ...
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appears Arthur barque beautiful BERTRAND BILL bless British bushrangers Captain cheated child Clair Colony convict course Cynric daugh daughter dear Diemen's Land Donald Donald Kennedy Edgar Ellen emigrants entered evil Excellency father fear feelings Florval flowers Frederick Frederick Seymour Government hand happy heard heart Heaven Hobart Town hope interest Isabel Island Launceston leave Lieutenant Governor light look Marian Mary matter means meeting ment mind Mohawk mother murder neral never night north-east projection once opinion Padds person poor possess Powontonamo present prisoner Quit Rent replied returned Saladin SCENE schooner servant settler Seymour ship smile soon Soonseetah soul spirit Sunny-eye sweet Sydney tell thee thing thought tion trees Trial by Jury twelve Van Diemen's Land voice wife wigwam young Zealand
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Page 187 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Page 159 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king!
Page 46 - And now we might add something concerning a certain most subtle Spirit which pervades and lies hid in all gross bodies...
Page 45 - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Page 196 - It is good to be merry and wise, It is good to be honest and true, It is good to be off with the old love Before you are on with the new.
Page 158 - It is a father's tale. But if that Heaven Should give me life, his childhood shall grow up Familiar with these songs, that with the night He may associate joy ! — Once more, farewell, Sweet nightingale ! Once more, my friends, farewell...
Page 29 - Tis sweet to hear the merry lark, That bids a blithe good-morrow; But sweeter to hark, in the twinkling dark, To the soothing song of sorrow. Oh nightingale! What doth she ail? And is she sad or jolly? For ne'er on earth was sound of mirth So like to melancholy. The merry lark, he soars on high, No worldly thought o'ertakes him; He sings aloud to the clear blue sky, And the daylight that awakes him.
Page 218 - TAFFY was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief; Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef; I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home ; Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow-bone.
Page 155 - I could distinguish by a telescope every sail, the general rig of the ship, and its particular character; insomuch that I confidently pronounced it to be my father's ship the Fame, which it afterwards proved to be; though, on comparing notes with my father, I found that our relative position at the time gave our distance from one another very nearly thirty miles, being about seventeen miles beyond the horizon, and some leagues beyond the limit of direct vision.
Page 158 - He knows well The evening -star; and once, when he awoke In most distressful mood (some inward pain Had made up that strange thing, an infant's dream -) I hurried with him to our...