The Worcester Talisman, Volumen 1Dorr & Howland, 1828 |
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... Heaven Scene from " 76 122 Heir of the World Slander 134 Henry Second of England Scandal 167 Home Sayings 189 Intemperance Trial , the 27 Intemperate Husband Truth , a Tale of 71 Invocation to the echo of a Shell Turkish Ceremonies 109 ...
... Heaven Scene from " 76 122 Heir of the World Slander 134 Henry Second of England Scandal 167 Home Sayings 189 Intemperance Trial , the 27 Intemperate Husband Truth , a Tale of 71 Invocation to the echo of a Shell Turkish Ceremonies 109 ...
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... Heaven be praised , my placed by the death of his parents under the every earthly wish is granted . " The happy guardianship of Mr. Smith . He resided in the parents beheld in their children a reflected im- family , was the constant ...
... Heaven be praised , my placed by the death of his parents under the every earthly wish is granted . " The happy guardianship of Mr. Smith . He resided in the parents beheld in their children a reflected im- family , was the constant ...
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... heaven ; the mid - day sun , rejoicing in his might , ' dart- ed his fervid beams with intemperate heat into the bosom of the earth . Low in the west , the cloud , no bigger than a man's hand , ' gave sure indications of the approach of ...
... heaven ; the mid - day sun , rejoicing in his might , ' dart- ed his fervid beams with intemperate heat into the bosom of the earth . Low in the west , the cloud , no bigger than a man's hand , ' gave sure indications of the approach of ...
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... Heaven you are a gone dog ; " at the same time returning his ramrod to its place and throwing the breech of his gun into the hollow of his shoulder . This intimation was too unequivocal to be misunderstood ; and our valorous duelist ...
... Heaven you are a gone dog ; " at the same time returning his ramrod to its place and throwing the breech of his gun into the hollow of his shoulder . This intimation was too unequivocal to be misunderstood ; and our valorous duelist ...
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... heaven . I love these sunny twilights - they are hours When man with nature may hold sweet com- munion , And feel his spirit raised above the cares , And petty troubles of the sorrowing world , - I went without to ramble - oft I steal ...
... heaven . I love these sunny twilights - they are hours When man with nature may hold sweet com- munion , And feel his spirit raised above the cares , And petty troubles of the sorrowing world , - I went without to ramble - oft I steal ...
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Página 21 - I had in my pocket a handful of copper money, three or four silver dollars, and five pistoles in gold. As he proceeded I began to soften, and concluded to give the copper. Another stroke of his oratory made me ashamed of that, and determined me to give the silver ; and he finished so admirably, that I emptied my pocket wholly into the collector's dish, — gold and all.
Página 60 - That reason, passion, answer one great aim ; That true self-love and social are the same ; That virtue only makes our bliss below, And all our knowledge is — ourselves to know.
Página 22 - O to abide in the desert with thee! Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Página 21 - I happened soon after to attend one of his sermons, in the course of which I perceived he intended to finish with a collection, and I silently resolved he should get nothing from me. I had in my pocket a handful of copper money, three or four silver dollars, and five pistoles in gold. As he proceeded I began to soften and concluded to give the copper.
Página 132 - The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side: In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief: Yet not unmeet it was that one, like that young friend of ours, So gentle and so beautiful, should perish with the flowers.
Página 132 - The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hill the goldenrod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear, cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade, and glen.
Página 92 - The stars that gild the gloomy night; The seas that roll unnumber'd waves; The wood that spreads its shady leaves; The field whose ears conceal the grain, The yellow treasure of the plain; All of these, and all I see, Should be sung, and sung by me : They speak their maker as they can, But want and ask the tongue of man.
Página 171 - I would go fifty miles on foot, for I have not a horse worth riding on, to kiss the hand of that man whose generous heart will give up the reins of his imagination into his author's hands — be pleased he knows not why, and cares not wherefore.
Página 132 - ... wood, And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade, and glen. 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...
Página 156 - And has he left his birds and flowers; And must I call in vain? And through the long, long summer hours, Will he not come again? " And by the brook and in the glade Are all our wanderings o'er? Oh ! while my brother with me play'd, Would I had loved him more !