The Shoe and Canoe ; Or Pictures of Travel in the Canadas: With Facts and Opinions on Emigration, State Policy, and Other Points of Public Interest (Google eBook)

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Chapman and Hall, 1850 - Canada
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Regrettably, it is difficult to review this copy of this book because of the poor quality of the scans. In the first dozen pages, two sets of pages are half-missing. Unacceptable in a "book preserved for all time."

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Page 20 - And hung his bow upon thy awful front, And spoke in that loud voice which seemed to him Who dwelt in Patmos for his Saviour's sake The "sound of many waters," and had bade Thy flood to chronicle the ages back And notch his centuries in the eternal rocks. Deep calleth unto deep. And what are we That hear the...
Page 221 - How divine, The liberty, for frail, for mortal man To roam at large among unpeopled glens And mountainous retirements, only trod By devious footsteps ; regions consecrate To oldest time ! and, reckless of the storm That keeps the raven quiet in her nest, Be as a Presence or a motion — one Among the many there...
Page 114 - Bunyan-like face and cropped hair ; he has a powerful mind and a singular faculty of picturemaking. He can create a wilderness and people it with warring savages, or climb the Rocky Mountains with you in a snowstorm, so clearly and palpably, that only shut your eyes and you hear the crack of the rifle, or feel the snowflakes on your cheeks as he talks.
Page 289 - Earth is sick, And Heaven is weary, of the hollow words Which States and Kingdoms utter when they talk Of truth and justice.
Page 21 - O, what are all the notes that ever rung From war's vain trumpet by thy thundering side ? Yea, what is all the riot man can make In his short life to thy unceasing roar ? And yet, bold babbler, what art thou to HIM Who drowned a world and heaped the waters far Above its loftiest mountains ? — a light wave That breaks and whispers of its Maker's might.
Page 243 - Thou'rt welcome to the town : but why come here To bleed a brother poet, gaunt like thee ? Alas ! the little blood I have is dear, And thin will be the banquet drawn from me. Look round — the pale-eyed sisters, in my cell, Thy old acquaintance, song and famine, dwell. Try some plump alderman — and suck the blood Enriched with generous wine and costly meat ; In well-filled skins, soft as thy native mud, Fix thy light pump, and raise thy freckled feet.
Page iv - HE poureth contempt upon princes, And causeth them to wander in the wilderness, where there is no way. Yet setteth HE the poor on high from affliction, And maketh him families like a flock.
Page 206 - Mr. Thompson was a firm churchman, while most of our men were Roman Catholics. Many a time have I seen these uneducated Canadians most attentively and thankfully listen, as they sat upon some bank of shingle, to Mr. Thompson, while he read to them in most extraordinarily pronounced French three chapters out of the Old Testament and as many out of the New, adding such explanations as seemed to him suitable.
Page 74 - ... a cow. 160 householders not able to relieve others. These are such (though they beg not) as are not able to abide the storme of one fortnights sickness but would be thereby driven to beggary.
Page 214 - The River Peek takes its name from an Indian word, signifying mud, as it pours out an ashcoloured, and, when swollen, a reddish-yellow water, tinging the lake for a mile or two round its mouth, and derived from beds of yellow and white clay some distance up the river.