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... Rest My Child 13338 91 92 94 95 96 HENRY WHEATON . Discovery and Settlement of " Vinland " by the Northmen . 97 SAMUEL WOODWORTH . The Bucket 101 MORDECAI MANUEL NOAH . The Journalist's Experience as a Playwright 102 ANONYMOUS . On the ...
... Rest My Child 13338 91 92 94 95 96 HENRY WHEATON . Discovery and Settlement of " Vinland " by the Northmen . 97 SAMUEL WOODWORTH . The Bucket 101 MORDECAI MANUEL NOAH . The Journalist's Experience as a Playwright 102 ANONYMOUS . On the ...
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... rest ; and for this plain reason , that intolerance always shelters itself under the name and garb of relig ious zeal . Because we live in a country , where the gross , outward , visible chain is broken , we must not conclude that we ...
... rest ; and for this plain reason , that intolerance always shelters itself under the name and garb of relig ious zeal . Because we live in a country , where the gross , outward , visible chain is broken , we must not conclude that we ...
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... rest . The night - hawks were skimming over and around me , attracted by the buzzing wings of the beetles which formed their food ,, and the distant howling of wolves gave me some hope 1821-34 ] 19 JOHN JAMES AUDUBON . JOHN JAMES ...
... rest . The night - hawks were skimming over and around me , attracted by the buzzing wings of the beetles which formed their food ,, and the distant howling of wolves gave me some hope 1821-34 ] 19 JOHN JAMES AUDUBON . JOHN JAMES ...
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... rest by looking at the Princess Caroline's most beautiful of all faces , except the conclusion , which was as follows : " And I am happy to embrace this occasion of expressing to you all , and through you , to your countrymen , the deep ...
... rest by looking at the Princess Caroline's most beautiful of all faces , except the conclusion , which was as follows : " And I am happy to embrace this occasion of expressing to you all , and through you , to your countrymen , the deep ...
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... rest of the landscape is cloudless , they will gather a hood of gray vapors about their summits , which , in the last rays of the setting sun , will glow and light up like a crown of glory . At the foot of these fairy mountains , the ...
... rest of the landscape is cloudless , they will gather a hood of gray vapors about their summits , which , in the last rays of the setting sun , will glow and light up like a crown of glory . At the foot of these fairy mountains , the ...
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Страница 300 - Yet a few days and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Страница 215 - They fought— like brave men, long and well; They piled that ground with Moslem slain: They conquered— but Bozzaris fell, Bleeding at every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won; Then saw in death his eyelids close Calmly, as to a night's repose. Like flowers at set of sun.
Страница 60 - Hudson and his crew are at their game of ninepins ; and it is a common wish of all henpecked husbands in the neighborhood, when life hangs heavy on their hands, that they might have a quieting draught out of Rip Van Winkle's flagon.
Страница 100 - The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket which hung in the well.
Страница 299 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Страница 300 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come 22 And make their bed with thee.
Страница 57 - A Tory, a Tory! A spy! A refugee! Hustle him! Away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the self-important man in the cocked hat restored order, and having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit what he came there for, and whom he was seeking. The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors, who used to keep about the tavern. "Well, who are they? Name them.
Страница 306 - And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home! When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still: And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore. And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
Страница 306 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Страница 300 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings, — yet the dead are there: And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep, — the dead reign there alone.