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... night , they were always delightful and instructive , breathing the purest sentiments of patriotism , and hallowed by a spirit of enlightened philanthropy . Among his compositions , during the period of his retire- ment , should be ...
... night , they were always delightful and instructive , breathing the purest sentiments of patriotism , and hallowed by a spirit of enlightened philanthropy . Among his compositions , during the period of his retire- ment , should be ...
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... night entirely frozen up , and in two days after , not the least appearance of its having been so . ” " Philadelphia , November 20 , 1742 . " I should have observed to you , that an act for the choice of inspectors , expiring this year ...
... night entirely frozen up , and in two days after , not the least appearance of its having been so . ” " Philadelphia , November 20 , 1742 . " I should have observed to you , that an act for the choice of inspectors , expiring this year ...
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... night's time . " America is called the New World . Indeed , its climate seems scarcely to be put in order : for at Christmas , we have , sometimes , summer weather , and so on the contrary . It is now so warm as to set without a fire ...
... night's time . " America is called the New World . Indeed , its climate seems scarcely to be put in order : for at Christmas , we have , sometimes , summer weather , and so on the contrary . It is now so warm as to set without a fire ...
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... night , plump for the assembly . In short , my dear sir , all is go- ing wrong , and if long suffered , will be irretrievable . • The Red Lion inn , between 12 and 13 miles from the city . † Governor Morris , spoken of in this ...
... night , plump for the assembly . In short , my dear sir , all is go- ing wrong , and if long suffered , will be irretrievable . • The Red Lion inn , between 12 and 13 miles from the city . † Governor Morris , spoken of in this ...
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... night , in going round this series of quarter casks , and drawing from the bot- tom of each , a pail or bucket full of cider , which he pours on top of the Malaga raisins . The cider percolating through the body of Malaga raisins ...
... night , in going round this series of quarter casks , and drawing from the bot- tom of each , a pail or bucket full of cider , which he pours on top of the Malaga raisins . The cider percolating through the body of Malaga raisins ...
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Page 57 - Yet there happened in my time one noble speaker, who was full of gravity in his speaking. His language (where he could spare or pass by a jest) was nobly censorious. No man ever spake more neatly, more pressly, more weightily, or suffered less emptiness, less idleness, in what he uttered. No member of his speech but consisted of his own graces. His hearers could not cough, or look aside from him, without loss. He commanded where he spoke; and had his judges angry and pleased at his devotion.
Page 195 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied...
Page 60 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Page 191 - Adieu, adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native Land — Good night...
Page 193 - For who would trust the seeming sighs Of wife or paramour ? Fresh feeres will dry the bright blue eyes We late saw streaming o'er. For pleasures past I do not grieve, Nor perils gathering near ; My greatest grief is that I leave No thing that claims a tear.
Page 193 - With thee, my bark, I'll swiftly go Athwart the foaming brine ; Nor care what land thou bear'st me to, So not again to mine.
Page 174 - How charming is divine philosophy ! Not harsh, and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Page 69 - The painter dead, yet still he charms the eye; While England lives, his fame can never die: But he who struts his hour upon the stage, Can scarce extend his fame for half an age; Nor pen nor pencil can the actor save, The art, and artist, share one common grave.
Page 474 - And the swallow's song in the eaves. His arms enclosed a blooming boy, Who listened, with tears of sorrow and joy, To the dangers his father had passed ; And his wife — by turns she wept and smiled, As she looked on the father of her child, Returned to her heart at last. — He wakes at the vessel's sudden roll, And the rush of waters is in his soul.