Adventures of an Angler in Canada, Nova Scotia and the United States

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R. Bentley, 1848 - Adirondack Mountains (N.Y.) - 322 pages
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Page 39 - What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast :Not...
Page 144 - Laurence's Cell. Enter Friar LAURENCE, with a basket. Fri. The grey-ey'd morn smiles on the frowning night, Checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light...
Page 39 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife ? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Page 302 - tis a proud and gallant show Of bright and broad-spread wings, Making it light around them, as they keep Their course right onward through the unsounded deep.
Page 140 - Methinks he would have scorned man's vaunted power To plough the deep. His pinions bore him down To Algiers the warlike, or the coral groves That blush beneath the green of Bona's waves, And traversed in an hour a wider space Than yonder gallant ship, with all her sails Wooing the winds, can cross from morn till eve. His bright eyes were his compass, earth his chart; His talons anchored on the stormiest cliff, And on the very lighthouse rock he perched When winds churned white the waves.
Page 85 - The night-bird sung, and the stars above Told many a touching story Of friends long passed to the kingdom of love, Where the soul wears its mantle of glory. We parted in silence — our cheeks were wet With the tears that were past controlling; We vowed we would never, no, never forget, And those vows, at the time, were consoling; But...
Page 144 - Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern clime Advancing, sow'd the earth with orient pearl, When Adam...
Page 302 - And where the far-off sand-bars lift Their backs in long and narrow line, The breakers shout, and leap, and shift, And send the sparkling brine Into the air ; then rush to mimic strife ! — Glad creatures of the sea, and full of life ! — But not to Lee.
Page 85 - And now on the midnight sky I look, And my heart grows full of weeping ; Each star is to me a sealed book, Some tale of that loved one keeping. We parted in silence, we parted in tears, On the banks of that lonely river; But the odor and bloom of those bygone years, Shall hang o'er its waters forever.
Page 21 - ... of driven snow afore it touches the bottom ; and there the stream gathers itself together again for a new start, and maybe flutters over fifty feet of flat rock before it falls for another hundred, when it jumps about from shelf to shelf, first turning this-away and then turning that-away. striving to get out of the hollow, till it finally comes to the plain.

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