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Page 185 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 27 - Miller's speech upon that occasion. 8outhwick will show you a pamphlet, and some patriotic efforts I am trying to make in Kentucky — I say, once for all, these fellows must give up the reins to wisdom, or despotism will usurp them, — pull away and assert your creed thus expressed. " Thy spirit, Independence, let me share, Lord of the Lion's heart, and Eagle eye, Thy steps I follow, with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky.
Page 61 - For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right...
Page 221 - Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless — thy blood is cold — there is no speculation in those eyes, which thou dost glare with.