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... Heads of the People , 278 GRAFTON , Harp of the North , 393 A Visit to GARRICK , in 1768 , Head - Quarters , or the Elective Fran- chise , 498 B. How to be Long - Lived , 552 BARLOW , Joel , MUEL WARD , Jr. , · C. Burning of the ...
... Heads of the People , 278 GRAFTON , Harp of the North , 393 A Visit to GARRICK , in 1768 , Head - Quarters , or the Elective Fran- chise , 498 B. How to be Long - Lived , 552 BARLOW , Joel , MUEL WARD , Jr. , · C. Burning of the ...
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... head of Lord Cornbury might be seen preeminent amid the din ; but they were fain to make their escape , being overpowered by numbers ; for a fanatical mob , instigated by such leaders , have little reverence for the powers that be . All ...
... head of Lord Cornbury might be seen preeminent amid the din ; but they were fain to make their escape , being overpowered by numbers ; for a fanatical mob , instigated by such leaders , have little reverence for the powers that be . All ...
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... head , to assure us that we look upon the lineaments of a poet . And who could fail to stay his feet , and still the current of his wandering thoughts to a deeper flow , when he reads upon the entablature of the little temple ...
... head , to assure us that we look upon the lineaments of a poet . And who could fail to stay his feet , and still the current of his wandering thoughts to a deeper flow , when he reads upon the entablature of the little temple ...
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... head of course , close hauled , due east . The breeze , however , is hauling to the westward , and will be fair before night . The air is cool , but delightful ; while the sky is clouded , and so , ' O'er the blue sea our gallant barque ...
... head of course , close hauled , due east . The breeze , however , is hauling to the westward , and will be fair before night . The air is cool , but delightful ; while the sky is clouded , and so , ' O'er the blue sea our gallant barque ...
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... head s . by w . Did six hours of delightful sleeping last night , and to - day feel much better ; the pain in the heart , and the cough , having nearly ceased for the day , though at night they will reign lord of the ascendant . Weather ...
... head s . by w . Did six hours of delightful sleeping last night , and to - day feel much better ; the pain in the heart , and the cough , having nearly ceased for the day , though at night they will reign lord of the ascendant . Weather ...
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, Volum 8 Charles Fenno Hoffman,Lewis Gaylord Clark,Kinahan Cornwallis,Timothy Flint,John Holmes Agnew Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1836 |
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Side 376 - And with them the Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Side 13 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child.
Side 13 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My...
Side 554 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union : on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent ; on a land rent with civil feuds or drenched it may be in fraternal blood...
Side 77 - THE night is come, but not too soon ; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or heaven, But the cold light of stars ; And the first watch of night is given To the red planet Mars.
Side 96 - Flush'd with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain; Bacchus...
Side 121 - The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Side 13 - Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. 'They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Side 287 - THE time is now near at hand which must probably determine whether Americans are to be freemen or slaves ; whether they are to have any property they can call their own ; whether their houses and farms are to be pillaged and destroyed, and themselves consigned to a state of wretchedness from which no human efforts will deliver them. The fate of unborn millions will now depend, under God, on the courage and conduct of this army.
Side 97 - Your nuts in oak-tree cleft? — 'For wine, for wine we left our kernel tree; For wine we left our heath, and yellow brooms, And cold mushrooms; For wine we follow Bacchus through the earth; Great God of breathless cups and chirping mirth! Come hither, lady fair, and joined be To our mad minstrelsy!