The Mayflower, Or, Sketches of Scenes and Characters Among the Descendants of the PilgrimsHarper & Brothers, 1843 - 324 páginas |
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... half- blossomed child , had done with care or mirth , I was struck with a plain slab , bearing the in- scription , " To the memory of Deacon Enos Dud- ley , who died in his hundredth year . " My eye was caught by this inscription , for ...
... half- blossomed child , had done with care or mirth , I was struck with a plain slab , bearing the in- scription , " To the memory of Deacon Enos Dud- ley , who died in his hundredth year . " My eye was caught by this inscription , for ...
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... half soliloquizing , " Well , at any rate , the land has gone to those two girls , poor lone critters - I hope it will do them some good . There is Silence - we won't say much about her ; but Sukey is a nice , pretty girl . " And so the ...
... half soliloquizing , " Well , at any rate , the land has gone to those two girls , poor lone critters - I hope it will do them some good . There is Silence - we won't say much about her ; but Sukey is a nice , pretty girl . " And so the ...
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... half bog and bulrushes , and therefore liable to be found in a wet condition , there was always a happy obscurity where the water came from , and whether there was at any time more there than belonged to his share . So , when all other ...
... half bog and bulrushes , and therefore liable to be found in a wet condition , there was always a happy obscurity where the water came from , and whether there was at any time more there than belonged to his share . So , when all other ...
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... half of it come there . Now , you see , I could not say a word to Squire Jones , because , jest before I found it out , he took and died ; and so I thought I'd speak to old Silence , and see if she meant to do anything about it ...
... half of it come there . Now , you see , I could not say a word to Squire Jones , because , jest before I found it out , he took and died ; and so I thought I'd speak to old Silence , and see if she meant to do anything about it ...
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... half sigh to those times , and then wondered why she happened to think of such nonsense . " How is your sister , little Miss Susan ? " said Joseph . " Why , she is here - have you not seen her ? ” said Silence ; " there she is , in that ...
... half sigh to those times , and then wondered why she happened to think of such nonsense . " How is your sister , little Miss Susan ? " said Joseph . " Why , she is here - have you not seen her ? ” said Silence ; " there she is , in that ...
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Página 204 - Let — not — your — heart — be — troubled. In — my — Father's — house — are — many — mansions.
Página 251 - Let us not therefore judge one another any more : but judge this rather, that no man put a stumblingblock or an occasion to fall in his brother's way.
Página 251 - It is good neither to eat flesh nor to drink wine, nor anything whereby thy brother stumbleth or is offended or is made weak.
Página 296 - They know not of the scanty meal With small pale faces round ; No fire upon the cold, damp hearth, When snow is on the ground. They never by their window sit, And see the gay pass by ; Yet take their weary work again, Though with a mournful eye.
Página 134 - She stopped, and seemed struggling with herself ; but at last, borne down by a tide of agony, she leaned her head on her hands ; the tears streamed through her fingers, and her whole frame shook with convulsive sobs.
Página 128 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse : all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign ; As man ere long and this new world shall know.
Página 324 - Father," said the youthful minister, " I suppose you are ready to say with old Simeon, ' Now, Lord, lettest thou thy servant depart in peace, for my eyes have seen thy salvation.
Página 107 - I am so sick!" he gasped, feebly. His father raised him in his arms; he breathed easier, and looked up with a grateful smile. Just then his old playmate, the cat, crossed the room. "There goes pussy,
Página 103 - There, too, was aunt Betsey, who never looked any older, because she always looked as old as she could ; who always dried her catnip and wormwood the last of September, and began to clean house the first of May. In short, this was the land of continuance. Old Tune never took it into his head to practise either addition, or subtraction, or multiplication, on its sum total.
Página 296 - Few, save the poor, feel for the poor ; The rich know not how hard It is to be of needful food And needful rest debarred. Their paths are paths of plenteousness ; They sleep on silk and down ; They never think how wearily The weary head lies down. They never by the window sit, And see the gay pass by, Yet take their weary work again, And with a mournful eye.