The Strand-commissioners are now on the watch; now it is said to be a real age of copper." "Have you seen a vessel stranded ?" inquired Wilhelm, with increasing interest.
"Our estate lies only half a mile from the sea.

Every year about this time, when the mist spreads itself out as it does to-day and the storms begin to rage, then was it most animated.

In my wild spirits, when I was a boy, and especially in the midst of our monotonous life, I truly yearned after it.

Once, upon a journey to Boerglum-Kloster, I experienced a storm.

In the early morning; it was quite calm, but gray, and we witnessed a kind of Fata Morgana.