Life of General Oglethorpe (Google eBook)

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Dodd, Mead,, 1890 - Georgia - 297 pages
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Page 63 - GAILY bedight, A gallant knight In sunshine and in shadow Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. But he grew old — This knight so bold — And o'er his heart a shadow Fell, as he found No spot of ground That looked like Eldorado. 282 And, as his strength Failed him at length, He met a pilgrim shadow : "Shadow," said he, "Where can it be— This land of Eldorado ?" "Over the mountains Of the moon, Down the valley of the shadow Ride, boldly ride," The shade replied, 'If you seek...
Page 255 - Ah, no. To distant climes, a dreary scene, Where half the convex world intrudes between, Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go, Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe.
Page 89 - For the kind spring which but salutes us here, Inhabits there and courts them all the year ; Ripe fruits and blossoms on the same trees live, At once they promise what at once they give ; So sweet the air, so moderate the clime, None sickly lives or dies before his time ; Heaven sure has kept this spot of earth uncurst To show how all things were created first.
Page 169 - Whatever weakens your reason, impairs the tenderness of your conscience, obscures your sense of God, or takes off the relish of spiritual things; in short, whatever increases the strength and authority of your body over your mind; that thing is sin to you, however innocent it may be in itself.
Page 198 - Heaven reserv'd in pity to the poor, No pathless waste or undiscovered shore ? No secret island in the boundless main ? No peaceful desert yet unclaimed by Spain ? Quick let us rise, the happy seats explore And bear oppression's insolence no more.
Page 252 - My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady, she is dead Long ago, — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer!
Page 140 - Years following years, steal something every day, At last they steal us from ourselves away ; In one our frolics, one amusements end, In one a mistress drops, in one a friend...
Page 51 - With patient care, and wisdom-temper'd zeal. Ye sons of mercy! yet resume the search; Drag forth the legal monsters into light, Wrench from their hands Oppression's iron rod, And bid the cruel feel the pains they give.
Page 14 - Westward the course of empire takes its way ; The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day — Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Page 32 - He hath seduced several of the hopefullest young clergymen and others here, many of them well provided for, and all of them in the fairest way of preferment ; but in England his conquests are greater, and I doubt will spread very far this winter.

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