Old Portraits and Modern SketchesTicknor, Read, and Fields, 1850 - 304 sider Contains accounts of the lives of several early Quakers, such as James Nayler, Thomas Ellwood and John Roberts. |
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... POEMS . I. THE SEASIDE AND THE FIRESIDE . Just is- sued . In one volume , 16mo , price 75 cents . II . EVANGELINE ... POEMS . A New Edition . In one volume , 16mo , price 75 cents . V. SPANISH STUDENT . A Play in Three Acts . A New ...
... POEMS . I. THE SEASIDE AND THE FIRESIDE . Just is- sued . In one volume , 16mo , price 75 cents . II . EVANGELINE ... POEMS . A New Edition . In one volume , 16mo , price 75 cents . V. SPANISH STUDENT . A Play in Three Acts . A New ...
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... POEMS . A New Edition , Enlarged , with Portrait . In two volumes , 16mo , price $ 1.50 . v . ALFRED TENNYSON . THE PRINCESS . A MEDLEY . Just out . In one volume , 16mo , price 50 cents . VI . WILLIAM MOTHERWELL . POEMS , NARRATIVE and ...
... POEMS . A New Edition , Enlarged , with Portrait . In two volumes , 16mo , price $ 1.50 . v . ALFRED TENNYSON . THE PRINCESS . A MEDLEY . Just out . In one volume , 16mo , price 50 cents . VI . WILLIAM MOTHERWELL . POEMS , NARRATIVE and ...
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... POEMS , etc. In two volumes , 12mo , with a fine Portrait of the Author . A New Edition , Enlarged . Just out . II . GREENWOOD LEAVES . A Collection of GRACE GREENWOOD's Stories and Letters . In one volume , 12mo . Just pub- lished ...
... POEMS , etc. In two volumes , 12mo , with a fine Portrait of the Author . A New Edition , Enlarged . Just out . II . GREENWOOD LEAVES . A Collection of GRACE GREENWOOD's Stories and Letters . In one volume , 12mo . Just pub- lished ...
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... proportions ; we look at statesmen , philoso- phers , and poets , with the eyes of those who lived perchance their next door neighbors , and sold them beer , and mutton , and household stuffs , had 34 PORTRAITS AND SKETCHES .
... proportions ; we look at statesmen , philoso- phers , and poets , with the eyes of those who lived perchance their next door neighbors , and sold them beer , and mutton , and household stuffs , had 34 PORTRAITS AND SKETCHES .
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... poem , written on the death of his friend Pennington's son , is trite , but not inaptly or inelegantly expressed : " What ground , alas , has any man To set his heart on things below , Which , when they seem most like to stand , Fly ...
... poem , written on the death of his friend Pennington's son , is trite , but not inaptly or inelegantly expressed : " What ground , alas , has any man To set his heart on things below , Which , when they seem most like to stand , Fly ...
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abolitionism abolitionists Anabaptists Andrew Marvell Antinomians Baxter beautiful Bishop called Christ Christian church Cirencester Cromwell dark death democracy democratic divine doctrines duty earnest earth Edition Edward Burrough England evil eyes faith father favor fear freedom George Fox glorious green hand hath heart Heaven Herald of Freedom hills holy honest honor Hopkins human jail James Nayler John John Milton Justice Kidderminster King labor liberty light lived look Lord matter Milton mind minister mountain nature neighbors never Parliament party Pilgrim's Progress POEMS political poor prayer preach price 75 cents priest prison Quakers religion religious Richard Baxter Roberts says Ellwood Scripture sect seems slave slavery solemn sorrow soul spirit suffering sweet temptation thee things THOMAS ELLWOOD thou thought tion told took truth volume William Leggett WILLIAM MOTHERWELL words young
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Side 100 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Side 107 - Though Justice against Fate complain, And plead the ancient rights in vain, (But those do hold or break, As men are strong or weak), Nature, that hateth emptiness, Allows of penetration less, And therefore must make room Where greater spirits come.
Side 227 - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Side 101 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
Side 106 - And if we would speak true, Much to the man is due, Who from his private gardens, where He lived reserved and austere, As if his highest plot To plant the bergamot, Could by industrious valour climb To ruin the great work of Time, And cast the kingdoms old Into another mould.
Side 25 - I am somewhat too fond of these great mercies, but also because I should have often brought to my mind the many hardships, miseries, and wants, that my poor family was like to meet with, should I be taken from them, especially my poor blind child, who lay nearer my heart than all beside. Oh ! the thoughts of the hardship I thought my poor blind one might go under, would break my heart to pieces.
Side 28 - This black den which rocks emboss, Overgrown with eldest moss: The rude portals that give light More to terror than delight; This my chamber of neglect, Walled about with disrespect. From all these, and this dull air, A fit object for despair, She hath taught me by her might To draw comfort and delight.
Side 26 - Leave thy fatherless children, I will preserve them alive; and let thy widows trust in me.
Side 211 - Glorious in beauty though it be, is scarred With tokens of old wars; thy massive limbs Are strong with struggling. Power at thee has launched His bolts, and with his lightnings smitten thee : They could not quench the life thou hast from heaven.
Side 108 - He nothing common did, or mean, Upon that memorable scene. But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try : Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right ; But bowed his comely head Down, as upon a bed.