Recollections of a Lifetime: Or Men and Things I Have Seen ; in a Series of Familiar Letters to a Friend ; Historical, Biographical, Anecdotical, and Descriptive, Том 1

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Miller, Orton, and Mulligan, 1857

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Стр. 338 - The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath Blew for a little life, and made a flame Which was a mockery ; then they lifted up Their eyes as it grew lighter^ and beheld Each other's aspects — saw, and shriek'd, and died — Even of their mutual hideousness they died...
Стр. 344 - And they were enemies; they met beside The dying embers of an altar-place Where had been heap'da mass of holy things For an unholy usage; they raked up, And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath Blew for a little life, and made a flame Which was a mockery; then they lifted up Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld Each other's aspects - saw, and shriek'd, and died Even of their mutual hideousness they died...
Стр. 85 - ... revolutionary war, shrunk from no danger, no toil, no sacrifice, to serve his country, and to raise his children to a condition better than his own, may my name and the name of my posterity be blotted for ever from the memory of mankind ! [Mr.
Стр. 130 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Стр. 345 - Where had been heap'da mass of holy things For an unholy usage; they raked up, And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath Blew for a little life, and made a flame Which was a mockery; then they lifted up Their eyes, as it grew lighter, and beheld Each other's aspects - saw, and shriek'd, and died Even of their mutual hideousness they died, Unknowing who he was upon whose brow Famine had written Fiend.
Стр. 63 - Thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die.
Стр. 338 - I HAD a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish*d, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air...
Стр. 36 - Quickening my truant feet across the lawn : Unheard the shout that rent the noontide air When the slow dial gave a pause to care. Up springs, at every step, to claim a tear, Some little friendship formed and cherished here ; And not the lightest leaf, but trembling teems With golden visions and romantic dreams.
Стр. 67 - Ps. 127. 1 IF God to build the house deny, The builders work in vain ; And towns, without his wakeful eye, A useless watch maintain. 2 Before the morning beams arise, Your painful work renew, And, till the stars ascend the skies, Your tiresome toil pursue; 3 Short be your sleep, and coarse your fare ; In vain, till God has blest ; But if his smiles attend your care...
Стр. 392 - ... were all democrats, all federalists ! Old enemies rushed into each other's arms ; every house was in a revel ; every heart seemed melted by a joy which banished all evil thought and feeling. Nobody asked, that happy night, What were the terms of the treaty ? We had got peace, — that was enough. I moved about for hours in the ebbing and flowing tide of people, not being aware that I had opened my lips. The next morning I found that I was hoarse from having joined in the exulting cry of " Peace...

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