The ordeal, Volume 1 (Google eBook)

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Joseph Tinker Buckingham
J. T. Buckingham, 1809 - United States - 412 pages
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Page 223 - I have set the LORD always before me : Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Page 31 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Page 263 - May 1, 1810, provided that in case either Great Britain or France shall, before the third day of March next, so revoke or modify her edicts, as that they shall cease to violate the neutral commerce of the United States...
Page 296 - Whene'er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I'm rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U niversity of Gottingen, niversity of Gottingen.
Page 208 - I declare, quoth my uncle Toby, my heart would not let me curse the devil himself with so much bitterness. He is the father of curses, replied Dr. Slop. So am not I, replied my uncle. But he is cursed and damned already, to all eternity, replied Dr.
Page 31 - I'm fatherless and motherless. 'And I to Durham, Sir, belong.' Again, as if the thought would choke Her very heart, her grief grew strong; And all was for her...
Page 290 - How often have the thoughts of thee served to amuse these moments of expectation ! What a difference, alas ! Dinner it is taken away as soon as over, and we regret it not ! It returns again with the return of appetite. The beef of to-morrow will succeed to the mutton of to-day, as the mutton of to-day succeeded to the veal of yesterday. But when once the heart has been occupied by a beloved object, in vain would we attempt to supply the chasm by another.
Page 319 - A fool quite angry is quite innocent : Alas ! 'tis ten times worse when they repent. One dedicates in high heroic prose, And ridicules beyond a hundred foes : One from all Grub-street will my fame defend, And, more abusive, calls himself my friend.
Page 360 - The' unconscious bullet to the furnace bear ; Or gaily tittering, tip the match with fire, Prime the big mortar, bid the shell aspire ; Applaud with tiny hands and laughing eyes, And watch the bright destruction as it flies. Now the fierce forges gleam with angry glare The windmill * waves his woven wings in air ; Swells the proud sail, the...
Page 297 - There first for thee my passion grew, Sweet! sweet Matilda Pottingen! Thou wast the daughter of my tu tor, Law Professor at the U niversity of Gottingen niversity of Gottingen.

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