Atkinson's Casket, Том 8Sam. C. Atkinson, 1833 |
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... daugh- ter of a merchant at Rotterdam , and William Penn was the issue of the marriage . He died in 1691 , of complaints brought on by incessant ap- plication to his public duties . He returned so good a scholar , and with man- ners so ...
... daugh- ter of a merchant at Rotterdam , and William Penn was the issue of the marriage . He died in 1691 , of complaints brought on by incessant ap- plication to his public duties . He returned so good a scholar , and with man- ners so ...
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... daugh- ter . In a country house , near Lausanne , before he removed to Coppet , Necker composed his The summer - house in which the great histori- " Treatise on the Administration of the Finan- an completed his lengthened labours may ...
... daugh- ter . In a country house , near Lausanne , before he removed to Coppet , Necker composed his The summer - house in which the great histori- " Treatise on the Administration of the Finan- an completed his lengthened labours may ...
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... daugh- ter was a tall hard - face girl of seventeen , meant for a child by her parents , but not meaning herself as such . She was drest in a white muslin frock and trowsers , and had a mass of black hair curling on her neck and ...
... daugh- ter was a tall hard - face girl of seventeen , meant for a child by her parents , but not meaning herself as such . She was drest in a white muslin frock and trowsers , and had a mass of black hair curling on her neck and ...
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... daugh- I have long wished to speak freely - yes , it will ter , of me , for what - because I possess not console me to know there is one to sympathize wealth . I ask not your fortune : I have compe- with me . " She pressed her hand ...
... daugh- I have long wished to speak freely - yes , it will ter , of me , for what - because I possess not console me to know there is one to sympathize wealth . I ask not your fortune : I have compe- with me . " She pressed her hand ...
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... daugh- ter . The children crowded into the room with shrieks and exclamations , the soldiers surround- ed that house of death with oaths the most terri- fic , and threats of burning it to the ground ; while some of the neighbors ...
... daugh- ter . The children crowded into the room with shrieks and exclamations , the soldiers surround- ed that house of death with oaths the most terri- fic , and threats of burning it to the ground ; while some of the neighbors ...
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Сторінка 26 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Сторінка 26 - After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.
Сторінка 12 - While he yet spake, there cometh one from the ruler of the synagogue's house, saying to him, Thy daughter is dead; trouble not the Master. 50 But when Jesus heard it, he answered him, saying, Fear not: believe only, and she shall be made whole.
Сторінка 437 - I've borne a weary lot; But in my wanderings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart, Still travels on its way ; And channels deeper as it rins, The luve o
Сторінка 12 - And when he came into the house, he suffered no man to go in, save Peter, and James, and John, and the father and the mother of the maiden. And all wept, and bewailed her : but he said, " Weep not ; she is not dead, but sleepeth.
Сторінка 72 - An Austrian army, awfully arrayed, Boldly, by battery, besieged Belgrade ; Cossack commanders cannonading come — Dealing destruction's devastating doom ; Every endeavor, engineers essay, For fame, for fortune — fighting furious fray : — Generals 'gainst generals grapple — gracious God ! How honors Heaven, heroic hardihood...
Сторінка 437 - And blind my een wi' tears : They blind my een wi' saut, saut tears, And sair and sick I pine, As memory idly summons up The blithe blinks o
Сторінка 44 - ... have only one set of ideas, and one set of words to clothe them in; and these are always ready at the mouth : so people come faster out of a church when it is almost empty, than when a crowd is at the door.
Сторінка 407 - Where the broad ocean leans against the land, And sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently slow, The firm connected bulwark seems to grow ; Spreads its long arms amidst the watery roar, Scoops out an empire, and usurps the shore.
Сторінка 407 - While the pent ocean, rising o'er the pile, Sees an amphibious world beneath him smile : The slow canal, the yellow-blossomed vale. The willow-tufted bank, the gliding sail, The crowded mart, the cultivated plain , A new creation rescued from his reign.