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Page 78
... windows , no larger than a ship's port- hole , that looked out upon this mosaic of color , each wooden casing a rude frame to hold an untranslatable poem of Nature . On the hither side , a narrow door , with its hood of rough slabs ...
... windows , no larger than a ship's port- hole , that looked out upon this mosaic of color , each wooden casing a rude frame to hold an untranslatable poem of Nature . On the hither side , a narrow door , with its hood of rough slabs ...
Page 79
... windows , and that was lost among the somnolent leafage of the verdant tide that ran like a sea at flood to the crown of Accomen- ticus Hill . With the grinding , the goodwife's tongue " Marked the rhythm , and kept the time , " tipped ...
... windows , and that was lost among the somnolent leafage of the verdant tide that ran like a sea at flood to the crown of Accomen- ticus Hill . With the grinding , the goodwife's tongue " Marked the rhythm , and kept the time , " tipped ...
Page 85
... bits of cloud upon an inverted sky . Off to the south is old Portsmouth , Pascataquay , " Its windows flashing to the sky , Beneath a thousand roofs of brown , " and out at sea are the old Smith Islands , OLD YORK 85.
... bits of cloud upon an inverted sky . Off to the south is old Portsmouth , Pascataquay , " Its windows flashing to the sky , Beneath a thousand roofs of brown , " and out at sea are the old Smith Islands , OLD YORK 85.
Page 103
... windows , then it is one thinks of those- " Doomed for a certain term to walk the night , And , for the day , confined to fast in fires . " The earliest grant of lands here , at York , was from Sir Ferdinando Gorges to his " cozen ...
... windows , then it is one thinks of those- " Doomed for a certain term to walk the night , And , for the day , confined to fast in fires . " The earliest grant of lands here , at York , was from Sir Ferdinando Gorges to his " cozen ...
Page 107
... windows - they are too high up from the floor - one can't see out comfortably . Perhaps its builders had that in mind , for , with the poor Joane Forde ilk , it would have been a noisy time for the town - fathers . There was little ...
... windows - they are too high up from the floor - one can't see out comfortably . Perhaps its builders had that in mind , for , with the poor Joane Forde ilk , it would have been a noisy time for the town - fathers . There was little ...
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Agamenticus ancient Annethe Appledore Boon Island Boston Bray built Cabot Cape Cape Ann Capt Casco Bay Champernowne Chauncey's Creek church coast color Court Cove Cutt door doubt early England English father fish gable garrison house Gorgeana Gorges gray Harbor headlands hereabout Hill hither Hontvet Indian Island Light Isles of Shoals John John Bray John Cabot Kittery Point Lady Pepperrell land lived look M'Clary Maine Province manse Mary Massachusetts Bay meeting-house night old houses old Kittery old York once one's parish Pepperrell house person Piscataqua Piscataqua River Plymouth Portsmouth province of Maine quaint rocks romance roofs rude Saco sail sands savage says settlement settlers shadows Shapleigh ships shore skipper Smith Smutty Nose Sparhawk Spruce Creek Star Island stone story suggestive tavern things tide tion to-day town Trickey voyage wall Warehouse Point Wentworth wife William Pepperrell wind window witch woman woods York River
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Page 240 - RIDE. OF all the rides since the birth of time, Told in story or sung in rhyme, — On Apuleius's Golden Ass, Or one-eyed Calendar's horse of brass, Witch astride of a human back, Islam's prophet on Al-Borak, — The strangest ride that ever was sped...
Page 220 - Here Lies the Body of Mr XEHEMIAH ROY CE Who Departed This Life Feb (?)— AD 1791 In the both Year of His Age Behold and see, as you pass by As you are now, so once was I. As I am now so you must be. Prepare for death and follow me.
Page 36 - ... to sail to all parts, countries, and seas of the east, of the west, and of the north...
Page 12 - And further, by these, my son, be admonished : of making many books there is no end ; and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
Page 37 - Cabot, and he is styled the great admiral. Vast honour is paid him; he dresses in silk, and these English run after him like mad people, so that he can enlist as many of them as he pleases, and a number of our own rogues besides.
Page 203 - They rested there, escaped awhile From cares that wear the life away, To eat the lotus of the Nile And drink the poppies of Cathay...
Page 276 - Cotton Mather came galloping down All the way to Newbury town, With his eyes agog and his ears set wide, And his marvellous inkhorn at his side ; Stirring the while in the shallow pool Of his brains for the lore he learned at school...
Page 297 - When the barley-harvest is ripe and shorn, And the dry husks fall from the standing corn; As long as Nature shall not grow old, Nor drop her work from her doting hold...
Page 169 - Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark, Liver of blaspheming Jew, Gall of goat and slips of yew Silver'd in the moon's eclipse, Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips, Finger of birth-strangled babe Ditch-deliver'd by a drab, Make the gruel thick and slab : Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,* For the ingredients of our cauldron.