The Capture, the Prison Pen, and the Escape: Giving a Complete History of Prison Life in the South, Principally at Richmond, Danville, Macon, Savannah, Charleston, Columbia, Belle Isle, Millin, Salisbury, and Andersonville ... : Embracing, Also, the Adventures of the Author's Escape from Columbia, South Carolina, His Recapture, Subsequent Escape, Recapture, Trial as Spy, and Final Escape from Sylvania, Georgia

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United States Publishing Company, 1888 - United States - 422 pages
 

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Page 25 - ... he who fights and runs away will live to fight another day.
Page 308 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble." "They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wits
Page 142 - The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow, She draws her favours to the lowest ebb; Her tides have equal times to come and go, Her loom doth weave the fine and coarsest web; No joy so great but runneth to an end, No hap so hard but may in fine amend.
Page 307 - They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters ; These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep. For he commandeth and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof.
Page 112 - This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God, having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.
Page 142 - With spiders I had friendship made, And watch'd them in their sullen trade, Had seen the mice by moonlight play, And why should I feel less than they? We were all inmates of one place, And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill — yet, strange to tell! In quiet we had learn'd to dwell. My very chains and I grew friends, So much a long communion tends To make us what we are; — even I Regain'd my freedom with a sigh.
Page 48 - If cold white mortals censure this great deed, Warn them, they judge not of superior beings, Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom revenge is virtue.
Page 308 - Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still.
Page 311 - These sayings are true at all times, and equally true that " a little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.
Page 83 - O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.

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