Sublime

not embarass’d with the labours of the hands or of the head,

inexorable

Prerogative Office,

fain,

asphodels

After leaving home, he had spent nearly twenty years, sailing upon all sorts of voyages, generally out of the ports of New York and Boston. Twenty years of vice! Every sin that a sailor knows, he had gone to the bottom of. Several times he had been hauled up in the hospitals, and as often, the great strength of his constitution had brought him out

He was but a poor man himself, said Peggotty, but as good as gold and as true as steel—those were her similes.

The first words which I read, began with the offer of a reward of three hundred guineas for the apprehension of a convict under sentence of death, who had escaped from Newgate prison in Dublin.