Graham's Magazine
It was a dark and cloudy afternoon near the close of the war of 1812-15. A little vessel was scudding seaward before a strong sou'wester, which lashed the bright waters of the Delaware till its breast seemed a mimic ocean, heaving and swelling with tiny waves. As the sky and s...
Oh! wert thou still what once I fondly deemed, All that thy mien expressed, thy spirit seemed, My love had been devotion, till in death Thy name had trembled on my latest breath.
2. Chapter 2Two weeks later than the period at which we left the Raker, a handsome merchant vessel, with all sail set, was gliding down the English channel, bound for the East Indies. The g...
3. Chapter 3The castle of St. Renan, like the dwellings of many of the nobles of Bretagne and Gascony, was a superb old pile of solid masonry towering above the huge cliffs which guard the...
5. Chapter 5Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame; I hear thy name spoken, And share in the shame. They will name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me-- Why...
4. Chapter 4Oh do not look so bright and blest, For still there comes a fear, When hours like thine look happiest, That grief is then most near. There lurks a dread in all delight, A shadow...
1. Chapter 1It was a dark and cloudy afternoon near the close of the war of 1812-15. A little vessel was scudding seaward before a strong sou'wester, which lashed the bright waters of the D...