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... Palmyra , 458 Stanzas , by W. P. PALMER , Esq . , - 82 Lessons , 504 Sleep , 110 Letters from Virginia , 529 Superstitions of Burial , 133 Life of WALTER SCOTT , 529 Stanzas for Music , by Rev. T. Leaves from a Journal of a Cruise , 540 ...
... Palmyra , 458 Stanzas , by W. P. PALMER , Esq . , - 82 Lessons , 504 Sleep , 110 Letters from Virginia , 529 Superstitions of Burial , 133 Life of WALTER SCOTT , 529 Stanzas for Music , by Rev. T. Leaves from a Journal of a Cruise , 540 ...
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... Palmyra , Tyre , Utica , Corinth , Carthage , and Rome : Marathon and Macedon , also , have places among her towns . From the modern states , she has taken her Norway , Sweden , Denmark , Russia , Holland , Sardinia , Italy , Wales ...
... Palmyra , Tyre , Utica , Corinth , Carthage , and Rome : Marathon and Macedon , also , have places among her towns . From the modern states , she has taken her Norway , Sweden , Denmark , Russia , Holland , Sardinia , Italy , Wales ...
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... Palmyra flying , From where her native founts of Antioch beam , Weary , exhausted , longing , panting , sighing , Lights sadly at the desert's bitter stream , So many a soul o'er life's drear desert faring , Love's pure , congenial ...
... Palmyra flying , From where her native founts of Antioch beam , Weary , exhausted , longing , panting , sighing , Lights sadly at the desert's bitter stream , So many a soul o'er life's drear desert faring , Love's pure , congenial ...
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... home , where all that now appears So dark , shall be revealed , and there shall be A place no longer found for Memory ! Wilmington , ( Del . , ) April , 1837 . VOL IX . 59 LETTERS OF LUCIUS M. PISO , FROM PALMYRA , TO 1837. ] 457 Memory .
... home , where all that now appears So dark , shall be revealed , and there shall be A place no longer found for Memory ! Wilmington , ( Del . , ) April , 1837 . VOL IX . 59 LETTERS OF LUCIUS M. PISO , FROM PALMYRA , TO 1837. ] 457 Memory .
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... , for I had news for him . This was little relished by Milo , and I could see , by the change of his countenance , that his cowardly soul was ill - inclined to an encounter with the insulted 458 [ May , Letters from Palmyra .
... , for I had news for him . This was little relished by Milo , and I could see , by the change of his countenance , that his cowardly soul was ill - inclined to an encounter with the insulted 458 [ May , Letters from Palmyra .
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Page 81 - I appeal to any white man to say if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat; if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, Logan is the friend of white men.
Page 375 - I cry aloud to all and sundry in my plainest accents and at the very tiptop of my voice. Here it is, gentlemen ! Here is the good liquor...
Page 517 - CALL it not vain ¡—they do not err, Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies : Who say, tall cliff, and cavern lone, For the departed Bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill ; That flowers in tears of balm distil ; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks, in deeper groan, reply; And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.
Page 561 - He that loveth silver shall not be satisfied with silver; nor he that loveth abundance with increase: this is also vanity.
Page 375 - Fill again, and tell me, on the word of an honest toper, did you ever, in cellar, tavern, or any kind of a dram-shop, spend the price of your children's food for a swig half so delicious?
Page 422 - Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old: My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day. With them I take delight in weal And seek relief in woe; And while I understand and feel How much to them I owe, My cheeks have often been bedewed With tears of thoughtful gratitude.
Page 375 - Who next ? Oh, my little friend, you are let loose from school, and come hither to scrub your blooming face, and drown the memory of certain taps of the ferule, and other schoolboy troubles, in a draught from the Town Pump.
Page 375 - It were a pity, if all this outcry should draw no customers. Here they come. A hot day, gentlemen! Quaff, and away again, so as to keep yourselves in a nice cool sweat. You, my friend, will need another cupful, to wash the dust out of your throat, if it be as thick there as -it is on your cowhide shoes. I see that you have trudged half a score...
Page 375 - Dry work, this speechifying; especially to an unpractised orator. I never conceived, till now, what toil the temperance lecturers undergo for my sake. Hereafter, they shall have the business to themselves. Do, some kind Christian, pump a stroke or two, just to wet my whistle. Thank you, sir ! My dear hearers, when the world shall have been regenerated...
Page 5 - Mr. Gascoigne was a ruined politician, a man of evil fame, or at least had been so till time had buried him from the knowledge of the present generation, and made him obscure instead of infamous. As for the Widow Wycherly, tradition tells us that she was a great beauty in her day ; but, for a long while past, she had lived in deep seclusion, on account of certain scandalous stories which had prejudiced the gentry of the town against her. It is a circumstance worth mentioning that each of these three...