Old Times in the Colonies, Том 1Harper, 1908 - 460 стор. |
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America army battle Berkeley bishops blood boats Boston brave called Canada cannon Cape Captain captured Champlain Charles charter Church colonists colony commanded Connecticut death devil Dutch emigrants England English fight fire Fort Edward France French friends gave George girls governor guns Hampshire harbor Holland Hudson hundred Indians Iroquois Island Isles of Shoals James Jesuits John John Endicott John Hampden John Winthrop killed king Lake land laws living London Lord Louis marched Mary Massachusetts miles ministers Montcalm morning Narragansett night Oliver Cromwell Parliament peace Pilgrims Plymouth pounds priests prison Puritans Quakers Quebec reached River sailed Samuel Champlain savages Scrooby seized sent settlement settlers ship shore shouted Sieur de Monts soldiers Spain Spaniards thousand tomahawk town trees troops vessel Virginia warriors West wigwams wilderness William Winthrop witches women wounded Wouter van Twiller
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Сторінка 336 - There shall be sung another golden age, The rise of empire and of arts, The good and great inspiring epic rage, The wisest heads and noblest hearts, Not such as Europe breeds in her decay, Such as she bred when fresh and young, When heavenly flame did animate her clay, By future poets shall be sung. Westward the course of empire takes its way, The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Сторінка 336 - In happy climes, the seat of innocence, ' Where nature guides, and virtue rules, Where men shall not impose for truth and sense The pedantry of courts and schools : There shall be sung another golden age,"!
Сторінка 135 - And then, of course, you know what's next — it left the Dutchman's shore With those that in the Mayflower came, — a hundred souls and more, — Along with all the furniture to fill their new abodes — To judge by what is still on hand, at least a hundred loads.
Сторінка 49 - Aloft all hands, strike the topmasts and belay ! Yon angry setting sun and fierce-edged clouds Declare the Typhon's coming. Before it sweeps your decks, throw overboard The dead and dying, — ne'er heed their chains. Hope, Hope, fallacious Hope, Where is thy market now ? MS.
Сторінка 163 - We will not say as the Separatists were wont to say at their leaving of England, Farewell, Babylon! Farewell, Rome ! but we will say, Farewell, dear England ! Farewell the Church of God in England, and all the Christian friends there...
Сторінка 268 - At a general court at Hartford, October 31st, 1687, his excellency, Sir Edmund Andross, knight, and captain-general and governor of his majesty's territories and dominions in New-England, by order from his majesty, James the second, king of England, Scotland, France, and Ireland, the 31st of October, 1687, took into his hands the government of the colony of Connecticut, it being, by his majesty, annexed to Massachusetts, and other colonies under his excellency's government."
Сторінка 316 - Touching and sad, a tale is told, Like a penitent hymn of the Psalmist old, Of the fast which the good man life-long kept With a haunting sorrow that never slept. As the circling year brought round the time Of an error that left the sting of crime, When he sat on the bench of the witchcraft courts, With the laws of Moses and Hale's Reports...
Сторінка 305 - Baron to give his judgment in the case, he declared, " that he was clearly of opinion that the fits were natural, but heightened by the devil, co-operating with the malice of the witches at whose instance he did the villanies...
Сторінка 60 - I tell thee, gold is more plentiful there than copper is with us; and for as much red copper as I can bring, I'll have thrice the weight in gold. Why, man, all their...
Сторінка 118 - They passed the frowning towers of Briel, The " Hook of Holland's " shelf of sand, And grated soon with lifting keel The sullen shores of Fatherland. No home for these ! — too well they knew The mitred king behind the throne; — The sails were set, the pennons flew, And westward ho! for worlds unknown.