Jottings of a Year's Sojourn in the South: Or, First Impressions of the Country and Its People; with a Glimpse at School-teaching in that Southern Land, and Reminiscences of Distinguished MenReview and Herald Print, 1859 - Всего страниц: 310 |
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... took the trig , excellent little " Packet Steam- er , Home , " that runs between Vicksburgh and Yazoo City , on the Yazoo river , for Satartia . Leaving the turbid Mississippi , with a current of a mile in width , for this gen- tle ...
... took the trig , excellent little " Packet Steam- er , Home , " that runs between Vicksburgh and Yazoo City , on the Yazoo river , for Satartia . Leaving the turbid Mississippi , with a current of a mile in width , for this gen- tle ...
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... took one of my trunks , and placing it on his head , told me to follow him and he'd take me to the tavern . We were soon at the door , and after thump- ing awhile , both of us by turns , a plump , dapper little man opened it , struck a ...
... took one of my trunks , and placing it on his head , told me to follow him and he'd take me to the tavern . We were soon at the door , and after thump- ing awhile , both of us by turns , a plump , dapper little man opened it , struck a ...
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... it out to an immortal spring time in the paradise of the blest . I have often rein'd my horse from the road up to these lovely trees and stood and admired them . The mistletoe rather took me by surprise . I had SOJOURN IN THE SOUTH . 51.
... it out to an immortal spring time in the paradise of the blest . I have often rein'd my horse from the road up to these lovely trees and stood and admired them . The mistletoe rather took me by surprise . I had SOJOURN IN THE SOUTH . 51.
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... took me by surprise . I had for- gotten that I would find it here . This bough - for that is all there is of it - like the fabled account of the bird of paradise , never touches the earth . It grows upon the tops of trees . You can see ...
... took me by surprise . I had for- gotten that I would find it here . This bough - for that is all there is of it - like the fabled account of the bird of paradise , never touches the earth . It grows upon the tops of trees . You can see ...
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... took out whenever any of his pupils brought their " sums " to him on their slates , and placing it to his eye , would glance over and correct them . It was time for recess , of which fact he resolved the pu- pils by announcing in ...
... took out whenever any of his pupils brought their " sums " to him on their slates , and placing it to his eye , would glance over and correct them . It was time for recess , of which fact he resolved the pu- pils by announcing in ...
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Стр. 294 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Стр. 173 - As bees In spring time, when the sun with Taurus rides, Pour forth their populous youth about the hive In clusters : they among fresh dews and flowers Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, The suburb of their straw-built citadel, New rubb'd with balm, expatiate, and confer Their state affairs : so thick the aery crowd Swarm'd and were straiten'd; till, the signal given, Behold a wonder!
Стр. 269 - I HAVE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
Стр. 275 - For talents mourn, untimely lost, When best employed, and wanted most ; Mourn genius high, and lore profound, And wit that loved to play, not wound ; And all the reasoning powers divine, To penetrate, resolve, combine ; And feelings keen, and fancy's glow, — They sleep with him who sleeps below...
Стр. 132 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown ' That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.
Стр. 55 - His head was small, and flat at top, with huge ears, large green glassy eyes, and a long snipe nose, so that it looked like a weathercock perched upon his spindle neck, to tell which way the wind blew.
Стр. 16 - And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Стр. 55 - It was most ingeniously secured at vacant hours, by a withe twisted in the handle of the door, and stakes set against the window shutters, so that, though a thief might get in with perfect ease, he would find some embarrassment in getting out; an idea most probably borrowed by the architect, Yost Van Houten, from the mystery of an eel-pot.
Стр. 179 - WE knew it would rain, for all the morn A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes and swamps and dismal fens — Scooping the dew that lay in the flowers, Dipping the jewels out of the sea, To sprinkle them over the land in showers.
Стр. 16 - By its own weight made steadfast and immovable. Looking tranquillity! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold. And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart.