The planter: or, Thirteen years in the South

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H. Hooker, 1853 - 275 стор.

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Сторінка 260 - MASTERS, give unto your servants that which is just and equal ; knowing that ye also have a Master in heaven.
Сторінка 169 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Сторінка 176 - Knowing the heart of man is set to be The centre of this world, about the which...
Сторінка 235 - O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper ; I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.
Сторінка 163 - Do you know how they make it? Just as a man makes laws for his dog. When your dog does anything you want to break him of, you wait till he does it, and then beat him for it. This is the way you make laws for your dog: and this is the way the judges make law for you and me.
Сторінка 271 - 11 find me ready, — happier man am I. Cleon sees no charms in nature, in a daisy I ; Cleon hears no anthems ringing in the sea and sky ; Nature sings to me forever, earnest listener I ; State for state, with all attendants, who would change ? Not I.
Сторінка 241 - Thank God ! not yet so vilely can Massachusetts bow ; The spirit of her early time is with her even now; Dream not because her Pilgrim blood moves slow and calm and cool, She thus can stoop her chainless neck, a sister's slave and tool!
Сторінка 240 - A weight seemed lifted from my heart, a pitying friend was nigh, I felt it in his hard, rough hand, and saw it in his eye; .And when again the sheriff spoke, that voice, so kind to me, Growled back its stormy answer like the roaring of the sea: "Pile my ship with bars of silver — pack with coins of Spanish gold...
Сторінка 240 - Pile my ship with bars of silver — pack with coins of Spanish gold, From keel-piece up to deck-plank, the roomage of her hold,— By the living God who made me ! I would sooner in your bay Sink ship and crew and cargo than bear this child away!
Сторінка 162 - Truth. — I sow corn : partridges eat it, and if I attempt to defend it against the partridges, I am fined or sent to gaol : all this, for fear a great man, who is above sowing corn, should be in want of partridges.

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