“ Hit or not hit, the steersman lost his nerve, and shrank from the coming shock. The galley's helm went up to port, and her beak slid all but harmless along Amyas's bow; a long dull grind, and then loud crack on crack, as the Rose sawed slowly through the bank of oars from stem to stern, hurling the wretched slaves in heaps upon each other; and ere her mate on the other side could swing round to strike him in his new position, Amyas's whole broadside, great and small, had been poured into her at pistol-shot, answered by a yell which rent their ears and hearts. ”
Amyas
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Quotes about “Amyas”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ It is enough for the poor old widow to know that her boy is what he is, and to forget all her anguish day by day, for joy that a man is born into the world. But, Amyas, Amyas, are you so blind as not to see that Ayacanora—” “Don't talk about her, poor child. Talk about yourself.” “How long have I been worth talking about? No, Amyas, you must see it; and if you will not see it now, you will see it one day in some sad and fearful prodigy; for she is not one to die tamely. She loves you, Amyas, as a woman only can love.” ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Amyas paused, half in admiration, half in prudence; for one rash step was death. But rushing through the canes, Ayacanora sprang to the front, and shrieked to them in Indian. At the sight of the prophetess the women wavered, and Amyas, putting on as gentle a face as he could, stepped forward, assuring them in his best Indian that he would harm no one. “Ebsworthy! Parracombe! Are you grown such savages already, that you have forgotten your captain? Stand up, men, and salute!” ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho!
(1855)
“ Then a kiss and a sob passed between the women; and he felt Ayacanora sink once more upon his bosom. "Amyas, my son," said the silver voice of Mrs. Leigh, low, dreamy, like the far-off chimes of angels' bells from out the highest heaven; "Fear not to take her to your heart again; for it is your mother who has laid her there." "It is true after all," said Amyas to himself. "What God has joined together, man cannot put asunder." ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Amyas stood silent for awhile, partly from noble shame at seeing two Christian men thus fallen of their own self-will; partly because—and he could not but confess that—a solemn calm brooded above that glorious place, to break through which seemed sacrilege even while he felt it a duty. Such, he thought, was Paradise of old; such our first parents' bridal bower! Ah! if man had not fallen, he too might have dwelt forever in such a home—with whom? He started, and shaking off the spell, advanced sword in hand. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho!
(1855)
“ But the first forty, so Amyas counted, bore on their backs a burden which made all, perhaps, but him and Yeo, forget even the wretches who bore it. Each basket contained a square package of carefully corded hide; the look whereof friend Amyas knew full well. "What's in they, captain?' "Gold!" And at that magic word all eyes were strained greedily forward, and such a rustle followed, that Amyas, in the very face of detection, had to whisper— "Be men, be men, or you will spoil all yet!" ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Amyas spoke truth; for almost every atrocity against savages which had been committed by the Spaniards, and which was in later and worse times committed by the English, was wont to be excused in that same base fear of treachery. Amyas's plan, like that of Drake, and Cook, and all great English voyagers, had been all along to inspire at once awe and confidence, by a frank and fearless carriage; and he was not disappointed here. He bade the men step boldly into their canoes, and follow the old Indian whither he would. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho!
(1855)
“ Amyas gripping with a great round fist, and a quiet quiver thereof, as much as to say, "I am glad to see you;" and Eustace pinching hard with quite straight fingers, and sawing the air violently up and down, as much as to say "Don't you see how glad I am to see you?" A very different greeting from the former. "Hold hard, old lad," said Amyas, "before you break my elbow. And where do you come from?" "From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it," said he, with a little smile and nod of mysterious self-importance. "Like the devil, eh? Well, every man has his pattern. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ For all this while, Amyas had never for a moment lost sight of his darling desire for a sea-life; and when he could not wander on the quay and stare at the shipping, or go down to the pebble-ridge at Northam, and there sit, devouring, with hungry eyes, the great expanse of ocean, which seemed to woo him outward into boundless space, he used to console himself, in school-hours, by drawing ships and imaginary charts upon his slate, instead of minding his “humanities.” ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ And Amyas, as he lounged among the branches, felt at moments as if he would be content to stay there forever, and feed his eyes and ears with all its wonders—and then started sighing from his dream, as he recollected that a few days must bring the foe upon them, and force him to decide upon some scheme at which the bravest heart might falter without shame. So there he sat (for he often took the scout's place himself) , looking out over the fantastic tropic forest at his feet, and the flat mangrove-swamps below, and the white sheet of foam-flecked blue ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ I heard enough of it at Plymouth!” said Amyas, in so disturbed a tone that mine host looked up, and said to himself— “Ah, poor young gentleman, he's one of the hard-hit ones.” “How is the old man?” asked Amyas, after a pause. “Bears it well enough, sir; but a changed man. Never speaks to a soul, if he can help it. Some folk say he's not right in his head; or turned miser, or somewhat, and takes naught but bread and water, and sits up all night in the room as was hers, turning over her garments. Heaven knows what's on his mind—they do say he was over hard on her, and that drove her to it. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Amyas gave a start. “Ah, you shrink from me! Of course a man is too righteous to forgive those who repent, though God is not.” “God knows, sir—” “Yes, sir, God does know—all; and you shall know a little—as much as I can tell—or you understand. Come upstairs with me, sir, as you'll drink no more; I have a liking for you. I have watched you from your boyhood, and I can trust you, and I'll show you what I never showed to mortal man but one.” ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Amyas slips in as best he can between Drake and Winter; as he passes he shouts to his ancient enemy,— “We are with you, sir; all friends to-day!” and slipping round Winter's bows, he pours his broadside into those of the San Matthew, and then glides on to re-load; but not to return. For not a pistol shot to leeward, worried by three or four small craft, lies an immense galleon; and on her poop—can he believe his eyes for joy?—the maiden and the wheel which he has sought so long! ”
The Junior Classics, Volume 7: Stories of Courage and Heroism
“ As Amyas had calculated, the Spaniard would gladly enough have stood across the Rose's bows, but knowing the English readiness, dare not for fear of being raked; so her only plan, if she did not intend to shoot past her foe down to leeward, was to put her head close to the wind, and wait for her on the same tack.Amyas laughed to himself. "Hold on yet awhile. More ways of killing a cat than choking her with cream. Drew, there, are your men ready?""Ay, ay, sir!" and on they went, closing fast with the Spaniard, till within a pistol-shot. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ And all the while up and down paced Amyas and Sir Richard, talking long, earnestly, and slow; for they both knew that the turning point of the boy's life was come. “Yes,” said Sir Richard, after Amyas, in his blunt simple way, had told him the whole story about Rose Salterne and his brother,—“yes, sweet lad, thou hast chosen the better part, thou and thy brother also, and it shall not be taken from you. Only be strong, lad, and trust in God that He will make a man of you.” ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ And somehow or other, whether it was Frank's chivalrous speech, or Cary's fun, or Amyas's good wine, or the nobleness which lies in every young lad's heart, if their elders will take the trouble to call it out, the whole party came in to terms one by one, shook hands all round, and vowed on the hilt of Amyas's sword to make fools of themselves no more, at least by jealousy: but to stand by each other and by their lady-love, and neither grudge nor grumble, let her dance with, flirt with, or marry with whom she would ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Whereon, with that angelic pity which alone makes her awfulness endurable, she turned to Hatton and asked, 'What say you, Mouton? Is he humbled sufficiently?' and so dismissed me.” “Heigh-ho!” yawned Amyas; “If the bridge had been stronger, My tale had been longer.” “Amyas! Amyas!” quoth Frank, solemnly, “you know not what power over the soul has the native and God-given majesty of royalty (awful enough in itself) when to it is superadded the wisdom of the sage, and therewithal the tenderness of the woman. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ All started. A jaguar? No; he would not have missed so short a spring. What, then? A human being? A head rose panting to the surface, and with a few strong strokes the swimmer had clutched the gunwale. It was Ayacanora! “Go back!” shouted Amyas. “Go back, girl!” She uttered the same wild cry with which she had fled into the forest. “I will die, then!” and she threw up her arms. Another moment, and she had sunk. To see her perish before his eyes! who could bear that? Her hands alone were above the surface. Amyas caught convulsively at her in the darkness, and seized her wrist. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Cary, so the parallel don't hold. But surely she was a very wonder of beauty!” Why was it that Amyas did not like this harmless talk? There had come over him the strangest new feeling; as if that fair vision was his property, and the men had no right to talk about her, no right to have even seen her. And he spoke quite surlily as he said— “You may leave the women to themselves, my masters; you'll have to deal with the men ere long: so get your canoes up on the rock, and keep good watch.” ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho!
(1855)
“ Leigh bowed her head, and was silent. Amyas caught up his hat and sword, and darted forth toward Bideford. Amyas literally danced into Sir Richard's hall, where he stood talking earnestly with various merchants and captains. "Gloria, gloria! gentles all! The devil is broke loose at last; and now we know where to have him on the hip!" ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho!
(1855)
“ Neither was there any use in marching along the coast, and trying the ports: ships could outstrip them, and the country was already warned. There was but this one chance; and on it Amyas, the first and last time in his life, waxed eloquent, and set forth the glory of the enterprise, the service to the queen, the salvation of heathens, and the certainty that, if successful, they should win honor and wealth, and everlasting fame, beyond that of Cortes or Pizarro, till the men, sulky at first, warmed every moment ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ They ran the boat on shore through the surf, where a cove in the shore made landing possible, and almost careless whether she stove or not, scrambled over the sand-hills with each man his brace of shot slung across his shoulder; and Amyas, leaping into the trenches, shouted cheerfully to Salvation Yeo— “More food for the bull-dogs, Gunner, and plums for the Spaniards' Christmas pudding!” “Don't speak to a man at his business, Master Amyas. Five mortal times have I missed; but I will have that accursed Popish rag down, as I'm a sinner.” ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Now, if there was one man on earth above another, of whom Eustace Leigh stood in dread, it was his cousin Amyas. In the first place, he knew Amyas could have killed him with a blow; and there are natures, who, instead of rejoicing in the strength of men of greater prowess than themselves, look at such with irritation, dread, at last, spite; expecting, perhaps, that the stronger will do to them what they feel they might have done in his place. Every one, perhaps, has the same envious, cowardly devil haunting about his heart; but the brave men, though they be very sparrows, kick him out ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Patience, young Amyas! Thou too shalt forth, and westward ho, beyond thy wildest dreams; and see brave sights, and do brave deeds, which no man has since the foundation of the world. Thou too shalt face invaders stronger and more cruel far than Dane or Norman, and bear thy part in that great Titan strife before the renown of which the name of Salamis shall fade away! ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Amyas had a shrinking, which all will understand, from drawing bow in cool blood on men so utterly unsuspicious and defenceless, even though in the very act of devilish cruelty—for devilish cruelty it was, as three or four drivers armed with whips lingered up and down the slowly staggering file of Indians, and avenged every moment's lagging, even every stumble, by a blow of the cruel manati-hide, which cracked like a pistol-shot against the naked limbs of the silent and uncomplaining victim. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Amyas was very angry at this wanton damage, in which his model, Drake, had never indulged; but Cary had his jest ready. “Ah!” said he, “'Lutheran devils' we are, you know; so we are bound to vanish, like other fiends, with an evil savor.” ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ And walking composedly across the tent, the fearless ruffian quietly stooped down, and smote Amyas Leigh full in the face. Up sprang Amyas, heedless of all the august assembly, and with a single buffet felled him to the earth. “Excellent!” said he, rising unabashed. “I can always trust my instinct. I knew the moment I saw him that he was a cavalier worth letting blood. Now, sir, your sword and harness, and I am at your service outside!” ”
Charles Herbert Sylvester, Journeys Through Bookland, Vol…
“ That day Amyas assembled the Indians, and told them that they must obey the hermit as their king, and settle there as best they could: for if they broke up and wandered away, nothing was left for them but to fall one by one into the hands of the Spaniards. They heard him with their usual melancholy and stupid acquiescence, and went and came as they were bid, like animated machines; but the negroes were of a different temper; and four or five stout fellows gave Amyas to understand that they had been warriors in their own country, and that warriors they would be still ”
The Junior Classics, Volume 7: Stories of Courage and Heroism
“ The nine men (luckily none of them wounded) are freed, and helped on board, to be hugged and kissed by all comrades and young kinsmen; while the remaining slaves, furnished with a couple of hammers, are told to free themselves and help the English. The wretches answered by a shout; and Amyas, once more safe on board again, dashes after the other galley, which has been hovering out of reach of his guns; but there is no need to trouble himself about her; sickened with what she has got, she is struggling right up wind, leaning over to one side, and seemingly ready to sink. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Westward Ho! Or, The Voyages and Adventures of Sir Amyas Leigh…
“ Amyas, a little nettled, stood on his guard in return, and answered bluntly— “What the Brotherhood of the Rose will do, I can't yet say. What it ought to do, I have a pretty sure guess.” “So have I. To hunt her down as you would an outlaw, because forsooth she has dared to love a Catholic; to murder her lover in her arms, and drag her home again stained with his blood, to be forced by threats and persecution to renounce that Church into whose maternal bosom she has doubtless long since found rest and holiness!” ”
