The Buccaneer a Tale by Ann Maria Hall — Read

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By the pricking of my thumbs, / / Something wicked this way comes. / / SHAKSPEARE.

There is nothing in England so variable as its climate. Before the / succeeding night, the very remembrance of the storm seemed to have / passed away from the placid waters, which now slept in the moonbeams as / tranquilly as a cradled child; the sea-bird's scream no longer whistled / through the air, and the small waves murmured their gentle music along / the strand. Nature was hushed and happy; but the tranquillity of / external objects had little effect upon the mind of Burrell, as he / strode to his trysting with the bold Buccaneer. Yet were there no / outward tokens that he apprehended aught from the meeting; for, / excepting the sword, usually borne by persons of all ranks and / professions during the dynasty of Oliver, he was completely unarmed. The / place appointed was appropriately described as "Under the Cavern."

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