The Poughkeepsie Casket, Volum 2Killey & Lossing, 1839 |
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Side 3
... heart of the maiden . Although she knew not the name of the com- petitor , yet she was sure it was none other than Parrhasius . None heard the voice of the herald with more gladness than that devoted one , and the gods received her ...
... heart of the maiden . Although she knew not the name of the com- petitor , yet she was sure it was none other than Parrhasius . None heard the voice of the herald with more gladness than that devoted one , and the gods received her ...
Side 8
... heart , Bidding me early seek my God , and love My blessed Savior.- Sure that voice is her's , - I know it is , because these were the words She us'd to speak so tenderly , with tears , At the still twilight - hour , or when we walk'd ...
... heart , Bidding me early seek my God , and love My blessed Savior.- Sure that voice is her's , - I know it is , because these were the words She us'd to speak so tenderly , with tears , At the still twilight - hour , or when we walk'd ...
Side 16
... hearts , that all their springs May flow direct from Thee- Their streams all holiness and love , Their depths all purity ! F. H CHAPIN . WOMAN'S HEART . IfI were asked what most my soul doth prize Of all the good gifts men enjoy below ...
... hearts , that all their springs May flow direct from Thee- Their streams all holiness and love , Their depths all purity ! F. H CHAPIN . WOMAN'S HEART . IfI were asked what most my soul doth prize Of all the good gifts men enjoy below ...
Side 18
... heart when she first listened to the voice of Edward Wor th spot where his dishonored remains were bestow ed . For the first time , Matilda suspected her heart of affection for Edward . The certainty that he was lost to to her forever ...
... heart when she first listened to the voice of Edward Wor th spot where his dishonored remains were bestow ed . For the first time , Matilda suspected her heart of affection for Edward . The certainty that he was lost to to her forever ...
Side 19
... heart from my bosom and bear it to Edward . Tell him ' tis all I can offer as a propitiation for my unkindness - ' twill be a most eloquent medi- || ator . ' ' He accepts the offering ! ' cried the other ; and throwing off his ghostly ...
... heart from my bosom and bear it to Edward . Tell him ' tis all I can offer as a propitiation for my unkindness - ' twill be a most eloquent medi- || ator . ' ' He accepts the offering ! ' cried the other ; and throwing off his ghostly ...
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Amenia appear Azan beautiful blessed bosom breath bright brow called character child Christian church Claudius COMUS Cortland dark daugh daughter dear death door Dutchess county earth exclaimed eyes fair father feelings feet female Fishkill flowers gaze girl give grace grave Greece hand happy hath head heard heart heaven honor hope hour husband inst KILLEY lady land light lips literary live look Main-street marriage married Mary ment mind Miss moral morning mother nature Nero never New-York night o'er Parrhasius passed person Poughkeepsie Casket Red Hook replied Rhinebeck scene Sheshbazzar smile soon soul spirit stringed instrument sweet tears thee things thou thought tion trees Union Vale village voice Wargrave wife woman words young youth Zeuxis Zuma
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Side 80 - I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own.
Side 54 - The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul. The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
Side 54 - I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber. Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
Side 67 - And hitting and splitting, And shining and twining, And rattling and battling, And shaking and quaking, And pouring and roaring, And waving and raving...
Side 107 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, uncertain, coy, and hard to please, and variable as the shade by the light, quivering aspen made ; when pain and anguish wring the brow, a ministering angel thou...
Side 98 - She heard me thus, and, though divinely brought, Yet innocence and virgin modesty, Her virtue, and the conscience of her worth, That would be...
Side 59 - Not in the least. He made himself a mean, dirty fellow for that very end. He has paid his health, his conscience, his liberty for it; and will you envy him his bargain ? Will you hang your head and blush in his presence because he outshines you in equipage and show ? Lift up your brow with a noble confidence, and say to yourself, I have not these things, it is true ; but it is because I have not sought, because I have not desired them; it is because I possess something better. I have chosen my lot....
Side 120 - Take care of the pence and the pounds will take care of themselves is as true of personal habits as of money.
Side 74 - I envy no quality of the mind or intellect in others ; not genius, power, wit, or fancy: but, if I could choose what would be most delightful, and, I believe, most useful to me, I should prefer a firm religious belief to every other blessing; for it makes life a discipline of goodness — creates new hopes, when all earthly hopes vanish ; and throws over the decay, the destruction of existence, the most gorgeous of all lights ; awakens life even in death, and from corruption and decay calls up beauty...
Side 102 - There rose a shuddering sob, As if the bosom by some hidden sword Was cleft in twain. Morn came — a blight had found The crimson velvet of the unfolding bud, The harp-strings rang a thrilling strain, and broke — And that young mother lay upon the earth In childless agony. Again the voice That stirred her vision : " He who asked of thee, Loveth a cheerful giver.