The Courtship of Miles StandishJ.R. Osgood and Company, 1858 - 95 страници |
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... cloud , that floats in the ether above me , Seems like a hand that is pointing and beckon- ing over the ocean . There is another hand , that is not so spectral and ghost - like , Holding me , drawing me back , and clasping mine for ...
... cloud , that floats in the ether above me , Seems like a hand that is pointing and beckon- ing over the ocean . There is another hand , that is not so spectral and ghost - like , Holding me , drawing me back , and clasping mine for ...
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... cloud of smoke , and out of the cloud came the lightning , Out of the lightning thunder ; and death un- seen THE MARCH OF MILES STANDISH . 75.
... cloud of smoke , and out of the cloud came the lightning , Out of the lightning thunder ; and death un- seen THE MARCH OF MILES STANDISH . 75.
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... clouds , from the tant of nunnla Lo ! in the midst of this scene , a breathless messenger entered , Bringing in hurry and heat the terrible news from the village . Yes ; Miles Standish was dead ! had brought them the tidings , an Indian ...
... clouds , from the tant of nunnla Lo ! in the midst of this scene , a breathless messenger entered , Bringing in hurry and heat the terrible news from the village . Yes ; Miles Standish was dead ! had brought them the tidings , an Indian ...
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... clouds , from the tent of purple and scarlet , Issued the sun , the great High - Priest , in his garments resplendent , Holiness unto the Lord , in letters of light , on his forehead , Round the hem of his robe the golden bells and ...
... clouds , from the tent of purple and scarlet , Issued the sun , the great High - Priest , in his garments resplendent , Holiness unto the Lord , in letters of light , on his forehead , Round the hem of his robe the golden bells and ...
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... cloud Grows for a moment thin , and betrays the sun by its brightness . Once it had lifted its hand , and moved its lips , but was silent , As if an iron will had mastered the fleeting in- tention . But when were ended the troth and the ...
... cloud Grows for a moment thin , and betrays the sun by its brightness . Once it had lifted its hand , and moved its lips , but was silent , As if an iron will had mastered the fleeting in- tention . But when were ended the troth and the ...
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angry answered John Alden armor arrows battle beautiful betrayed Bible brave Wattawamat breastplate breath bridegroom Brutus bullet Captain of Plymouth cloud danger Elder of Plymouth errand excellent Elder exclaimed face feet Flanders Flower riding forest form of Priscilla friendship garden Garden of Eden Gleamed grave hand haste heard heart HENRY W Hobomok Homeward bound hurry Indian Julius Cæsar land leaped looked loud matchlock meadow mist musket name of Priscilla o'er ocean old Puritan anthem paused Pecksuot Pilgrims pleadings Plymouth woods John powder Puritan maiden Priscilla ready rock roof sachem sacred sail savage scabbard sea-shore shouts silent smile soldier sound stalwart Miles Standish Standish the Captain stood Straightway stripling strode strong will prevailed sudden swift Thereupon answered John thought tide Truly vanish village of Plymouth village was peace voice wall wind women woods John Alden words Writing epistles important youth
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Страница 26 - Full of the breath of the Lord, consoling and comforting many. Then, as he opened the door, he beheld the form of the maiden Seated beside her wheel, and the carded wool like a snow-drift Piled at her knee, her white hands feeding the ravenous spindle, While with her foot on the treadle she guided the wheel in its motion.
Страница 62 - Certainly you can forgive me for speaking so frankly, for saying What I ought not to have said, yet now I can never unsay it ; For there are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion, That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
Страница 12 - Green above her is growing the field of wheat we have sown there. Better to hide from the Indian scouts the graves of our people, Lest they should count them and see how many already have perished ! " Sadly his face he averted, and strode up and down, and was thoughtful.
Страница 7 - In the Old Colony days, in Plymouth the land of the Pilgrims, To and fro in a room of his simple and primitive dwelling, Clad in doublet and hose, and boots of Cordovan leather, Strode, with a martial air, Miles Standish the Puritan Captain.
Страница 18 - I cherished the thought, but never have dared to reveal it, Being a coward in this, though valiant enough for the most part. Go to the damsel Priscilla, the loveliest maiden of Plymouth, Say that a blunt old Captain, a man not of words but of actions, Offers his hand and his heart, the hand and heart of a soldier. Not in these words, you know, but this in short is my meaning ; I am a maker of war, and not a maker of phrases.
Страница 8 - Short of stature he was, but strongly built and athletic. Broad in the shoulders, deep-chested, with muscles and sinews of iron; Brown as a nut was his face, but his russet beard was already Flaked with patches of snow; as hedges sometimes in November.
Страница 67 - Let us, then, be what we are, and speak what we think, and in all things Keep ourselves loyal to truth, and the sacred professions of friendship.
Страница 19 - Truly the maxim is good, and I do not mean to gainsay it; But we must use it discreetly, and not waste powder for nothing. Now, as I said before, I was never a maker of phrases. I can march up to a fortress and summon the place to surrender, 170 But march up to a woman with such a proposal, I dare not.
Страница 24 - I have loved, and waited, and worshipped in silence? Was it for this I have followed the flying feet and the shadow Over the wintry sea, to the desolate shores of New England?
Страница 25 - Breathing their silent farewells, as they fade and wither and perish, Soon to be thrown away as is the heart of the giver.