The Mayflower, Or, Sketches of Scenes and Characters Among the Descendants of the PilgrimsHarper & Brothers, 1843 - 324 páginas |
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... kind of literature , with which the press is now teeming . The time was when , to the greater part of the religious world , novel reading was almost as much an interdicted amusement as dancing and card - playing . But since the writings ...
... kind of literature , with which the press is now teeming . The time was when , to the greater part of the religious world , novel reading was almost as much an interdicted amusement as dancing and card - playing . But since the writings ...
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... kind of lit- erature on the public mind has recently been strongly indicated by the oblations paid to an amiable and interesting foreign novelist , whose advent has called forth dem- onstrations rarely accorded to the greatest ...
... kind of lit- erature on the public mind has recently been strongly indicated by the oblations paid to an amiable and interesting foreign novelist , whose advent has called forth dem- onstrations rarely accorded to the greatest ...
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... kind of literature , has felt called upon to present some of her own views on this subject . What , then , is to be done ? Shall persons professing to be regulated by religious prin- ciple , attempt to revert to former strictness , and ...
... kind of literature , has felt called upon to present some of her own views on this subject . What , then , is to be done ? Shall persons professing to be regulated by religious prin- ciple , attempt to revert to former strictness , and ...
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... kind perfect . But there is none so peculiar , none that bears more the image of the heavenly , than the beau- ty of Christian old age . It is like the loveliness of those calm autumn days , when the heats of summer are past , when the ...
... kind perfect . But there is none so peculiar , none that bears more the image of the heavenly , than the beau- ty of Christian old age . It is like the loveliness of those calm autumn days , when the heats of summer are past , when the ...
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... kind of pleasure in dropping in of an evening to Deacon Enos's fire , to re count the various matters which he had taken or was to take in hand ; at one time to narrate " how he had been over the mill - dam , telling old Granny Clark ...
... kind of pleasure in dropping in of an evening to Deacon Enos's fire , to re count the various matters which he had taken or was to take in hand ; at one time to narrate " how he had been over the mill - dam , telling old Granny Clark ...
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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.