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Page 190
... Ashburn and his sons from the most profitable job of the season , even though the defection is sure to result in entire loss of the offered advantage ; and if the hunt prove successful , the luscious spoil is generally too tempting to ...
... Ashburn and his sons from the most profitable job of the season , even though the defection is sure to result in entire loss of the offered advantage ; and if the hunt prove successful , the luscious spoil is generally too tempting to ...
Page 191
... Ashburn and the " lang - legged chiel ' Joe , ( who has grown longer with every shake of ague , ) on the way from his tract instead of to it . " What in the world's the matter now ! " began Mr Keene , rather testily . " Are you never ...
... Ashburn and the " lang - legged chiel ' Joe , ( who has grown longer with every shake of ague , ) on the way from his tract instead of to it . " What in the world's the matter now ! " began Mr Keene , rather testily . " Are you never ...
Page 192
... Ashburn , angrily . " I tell ye I know the law well enough , and I know the honey was mine -- and old Keene shall know it too , if he's the man that stole it . " The stranger politely forbore further reply , and the whole party walked ...
... Ashburn , angrily . " I tell ye I know the law well enough , and I know the honey was mine -- and old Keene shall know it too , if he's the man that stole it . " The stranger politely forbore further reply , and the whole party walked ...
Page 193
... Ashburn , who had lashed himself into a rage ; and he hurled the little jar , with all the force of his power- ful arm , far down the path by which Clarissa was about to depart , while his poor wife tried to restrain him with a piteous ...
... Ashburn , who had lashed himself into a rage ; and he hurled the little jar , with all the force of his power- ful arm , far down the path by which Clarissa was about to depart , while his poor wife tried to restrain him with a piteous ...
Page 194
... Ashburn and his sons , and owning him- self always the obliged party , without which concession all he could do would avail nothing . And Mrs Keene and Clarissa have been unwearied in their kind atten- tions to the family , supplying ...
... Ashburn and his sons , and owning him- self always the obliged party , without which concession all he could do would avail nothing . And Mrs Keene and Clarissa have been unwearied in their kind atten- tions to the family , supplying ...
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Page 329 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Page 326 - one half of the world does not know how the other half lives.
Page 85 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came ; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.
Page 40 - Thou hast made me, though very unworthy, a mean instrument to do them some good, and Thee service; and many of them have set too high a value upon me, though others wish, and would be glad of my death ; but, Lord, however Thou do dispose of me, continue and go on to do good for them.
Page 250 - There is in every true woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity; but which kindles up, and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.
Page 328 - When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this sign, that the dunces are all in confederacy against him.
Page 25 - ... would it be too bold to imagine, that all warmblooded animals have arisen from one living filament, which THE GREAT FIRST CAUSE endued with animality, with the power of acquiring new parts, attended with new propensities, directed by irritations, sensations, volitions, and associations; and thus possessing the faculty of continuing to improve by its own inherent activity...
Page 85 - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on...
Page 286 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Page 106 - OH, when I was a tiny boy, My days and nights were full of joy, My mates were blithe and kind ! — No wonder that I sometimes sigh, And dash the teardrop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! A hoop was an eternal round Of pleasure. In those days I found A top a joyous thing ; — But now those past delights I drop, My head, alas ! is all my top, And careful thoughts the string ! My marbles — once my bag was...