History of the Pilgrims and Puritans: Their Ancestry and Descendants; Basis of Americanization, Volume 3 (Google eBook)

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Century History Company, 1922 - Massachusetts
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Page 18 - Then to advise how war may best upheld Move by her two main nerves, iron and gold, In all her equipage ; besides, to know Both spiritual power and civil, what each means, What severs each, thou hast learned, which few have done.
Page 185 - I am obnoxious to each carping tongue Who says my hand a needle better fits, A poet's pen all scorn I should thus wrong; For such despite they cast on female wits: If what I do prove well, it won't advance, They'll say it's stol'n, or else it was by chance.
Page 275 - Still stands the forest primeval ; but under the shade of its branches Dwells another race, with other customs and language. Only along the shore of the mournful and misty Atlantic Linger a few Acadian peasants, whose fathers from exile Wandered back to their native land to die in its bosom.
Page 266 - Lord ! we would not advise; But if in thy Providence A tempest should arise To drive the French Fleet hence, And scatter it far and wide, Or sink it in the sea, We should be satisfied, And thine the glory be.' This was the prayer I made, For my soul was all on flame, And even as I prayed The answering tempest came ; It came with a mighty power, Shaking the windows and walls, And tolling the bell in the tower, As it tolls at funerals. The lightning suddenly Unsheathed its flaming sword, And I cried:...
Page 268 - The fleet it overtook, And the broad sails in the van Like the tents of Cushan shook, Or the curtains of Midian. Down on the reeling decks Crashed the o'erwhelming seas ; Ah, never were there wrecks So pitiful as these...
Page 66 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian Whose portal we call Death.
Page 174 - For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him ; but when he cried unto him, he heard.
Page 274 - You are convened this day," he said, "by his Majesty's orders. Clement and kind has he been; but how you have answered his kindness, Let your own hearts reply! To my natural make and my temper Painful the task is I do, which to you I know must be grievous.
Page 98 - With claims fantastic as her own, Her tireless feet have held their way ; And still, unrestful, bowed, and gray, She watches under Eastern skies, With hope each day renewed and fresh, The Lord's quick coming in the flesh, Whereof she dreams and prophesies!
Page 266 - For this Admiral D'Anville Had sworn by cross and crown To ravage with fire and steel Our helpless Boston Town.

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