Journal of a Voyage to Quebec in the Year 1825: With Recollections of Canada During the Late American War, in the Years 1812-13A. Peacock, 1828 - 400 páginas |
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Página 44 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven: As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Página 34 - The time shall come, when free as seas or wind Unbounded Thames ° shall flow for all mankind ; Whole nations enter with each swelling tide, And seas but join the regions they divide ; Earth's distant ends our glory shall behold, And the new world launch forth to seek the old.
Página 261 - My much injured friend ! my soul as my body, lies in ruins ; in scattered fragments of broken thought : remorse for the past, throws my thoughts on the future. Worse dread of the future, strikes it back on the past. I turn, and turn, and find no ray. Didst thou feel half the .mountain that is on me, thou wouldst struggle with the martyr 'for his stake; and bless heaven for 'the flames; — that is not an everlasting flame ; that is not an unquenchable fire.
Página 181 - A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Página 265 - To lift his soul on high ! While, eager for the blest abode, He joins with them to praise the God Who taught him how to die.
Página 24 - Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to LIBERTY, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle or...
Página 286 - While this part of our force was contending with the enemy in the woods, an unfortunate accident occurred in the battery opposed to the fleet which proved a death blow to the little hope that might have been entertained of a successful issue to the proceedings of the day. A gun was aimed at one of the vessels, and the officers, desirous of seeing if the ball would take effect, ascended the bastion : In the meantime the artilleryman, waiting for the word...
Página 30 - They that go down to the sea in ships : and occupy their business in great waters; These men see the works of the Lord : and his wonders in the deep.
Página 85 - ... ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to Love, And when we meet a mutual heart Come in between, and bid us part ? Bid us sigh on from day to day, And wish and wish the soul away; Till youth and genial years are flown, And all the life of life is gone ? But busy, busy, still art thou, To bind the loveless joyless vow, The heart from pleasure to delude, To join the gentle to the rude.
Página 261 - A month ! — Oh, for a single week ! I ask not for years ! though an age were too little for the much I have to do.