The New England Farmer, Volum 14

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J. Nourse, 1862
 

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Side 62 - Out of an unseen quarry evermore Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer Curves his white bastions with projected roof Round every windward stake, or tree, or door. Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work So fanciful, so savage, nought cares he For number or proportion.
Side 368 - T is heaven alone that is given away, 'T is only God may be had for the asking; There is no price set on the lavish summer, And June may be had by the poorest comer.
Side 273 - Lord, what music hast thou provided for the Saints in Heaven, when thou affordest bad men such music on Earth...
Side 348 - That there shall be at the seat of Government a Department of Labor, the general design and duties of which shall be to acquire and diffuse among the people of the United States useful information on subjects connected with labor, in the most general and comprehensive sense of that word, and especially upon its relation to capital, the hours of labor, the earnings of laboring men and women, and the means of promoting their material, social, intellectual, and moral prosperity.
Side 364 - Every one's a funny fellow; every one's a little mellow: Follow, follow, follow, follow, o'er the hill and in the hollow! Merrily, merrily, there they hie; now they rise and now they fly; They cross and turn, and in and out, and down in the middle, and wheel about, — With a "Phew, shew, Wadolincon! listen to me, Bobolincon! — Happy's the wooing that's speedily doing, that's speedily doing, That's merry and over with the bloom of the clover! Bobolincon, Wadolincon, Winterseeble, follow, follow...
Side 62 - Maugre the farmer's sighs; and at the gate A tapering turret overtops the work. And when his hours are numbered, and the world Is all his own, retiring, as he were not, Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone, Built in an age, the mad wind's night-work, The frolic architecture of the snow.
Side 348 - ... to test, by cultivation, the value of such of them as may require such tests ; to propagate such as may be worthy of propagation, and to distribute them among agriculturists.
Side 421 - Two hundred pounds of earth were dried in an oven, and afterwards put into a large earthen vessel ; the earth was then moistened with rain-water, and a willow tree weighing five pounds was planted therein. During the space of five years the earth was carefully watered with rain-water or pure water.
Side 154 - We are living, we are dwelling, In a grand and awful time, In an age on ages telling, To be living is sublime.
Side 62 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.

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