The Neutral French: Or, The Exiles of Nova Scotia, Томи 1 – 2The author, 1841 - 347 стор. |
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Сторінка 92 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Сторінка 158 - No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But choked with sedges works its weedy way; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lap-wing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries; Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all. And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall ; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land.
Сторінка 139 - Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand, I see the rural virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail, That idly waiting flaps with every gale, Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand.
Сторінка 150 - When the poor exiles, every pleasure past, Hung round the bowers, and fondly looked their last, And took a long farewell, and wished in vain For seats like these beyond the western main, And shuddering still to face the distant deep, Returned and wept, and still returned to weep.
Сторінка 81 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Сторінка 26 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; the clouds ye so much dread are big with mercy, and shall break^ in blessings on your head.
Сторінка 111 - GENTLEMEN : I have received from his Excellency, Governor Lawrence, the King's commission, which I have in my hand ; and by his orders you are convened together, to manifest to you his Majesty's final resolution to the French inhabitants of this his province of Nova Scotia...
Сторінка 146 - Verily I say unto you, I will drink no more of the fruit of the vine until that day that I drink it new in the kingdom of God, And when they had sung an hymn, they went out into the mount of Olives.
Сторінка 58 - ... on the same day ; which proclamation should be so ambiguous in its nature, that the object for which they were to assemble could not be discerned ; and so peremptory in its terms as to ensure implicit obedience.
Сторінка 111 - Majesty's orders and instructions, namely, that your lands and tenements, cattle of all kinds and live stock of all sorts, are forfeited to the Crown ; with all other your effects, saving your money and household goods, and you yourselves to be removed from this his Province.