Proceedings at the Celebration of the 250th Anniversary of the Settlement of Guilford, Conn: September 8th, 9th, and 10th, 1889

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Stafford Printing Company, 1889 - Guilford (Conn.) - 288 pages

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Page 112 - They love their land, because it is their own, And scorn to give aught other reason why ; Would shake hands with a king upon his throne, And think it kindness to his majesty; A stubborn race, fearing and flattering none.
Page 254 - As you are now so once was I; As I am now, so you must be Prepare for death and follow me.
Page 46 - By faith Abraham, when he was called, obeyed to go out unto a place which he was to receive for an inheritance; and he went out, not knowing whither he went.
Page 112 - Tis a rough land of earth, and stone, and tree, Where breathes no castled lord or cabined slave ; Wlicre thoughts, and tongues, and hands are bold and free. And friends will find a welcome, foes a grave ; And where none kneel, save when to heaven they pray. Nor even then, unless in their own way. Theirs is a pure republic, wild, yet strong, A "fierce democracie...
Page 72 - But the voice of the woman, weeping for joy in the shadow behind him, said, very gently: "Because thou hast saved the life of my little one, may the Lord bless thee and keep thee; the Lord make His face to shine upon thee and be gracious unto thee; the Lord lift up His countenance upon thee and give thee peace.
Page 114 - And who were they, our fathers? In their veins Ran the best blood of England's gentlemen; Her bravest in the strife on battle-plains, Her wisest in the strife of voice and pen; Her holiest, teaching, in her holiest fanes, The lore that led to martyrdom; and when On this side ocean slept their wearied sails, And their toil-bells woke up our thousand hills and dales, XXIV Shamed they their fathers?
Page 114 - Of Florence and the Arno; yet the wing Of life's best angel, Health, is on her gales Through sun and snow; and, in the autumn time Earth has no purer and no lovelier clime. Her clear, warm heaven at noon, — the mist that shrouds Her twilight hills — her cool and starry eves, The glorious splendor of her sunset clouds, The rainbow beauty of her forest leaves...
Page 219 - ... common work, according to every man's ability and as need shall require; and we promise not to desert or leave each other or the plantation, but with the consent of the rest or the greater part of the company who have entered into this engagement.
Page 70 - It is chiefly through books that we enjoy intercourse with superior minds, and these invaluable means of communication are in the reach of all. In the best books, great men talk to us, give us their most precious thoughts, and pour their souls into ours. God be thanked for books. They are the voices of the distant and the dead, and make us heirs of the spiritual life of past...
Page 114 - ... crowds, Where'er his web of song her poet weaves ; And his mind's brightest vision but displays The autumn scenery of his boyhood's days. And when you dream of woman, and her love ; Her truth, her tenderness, her gentle power ; The maiden, listening in the moonlight grove, The mother smiling in her infant's bower ; Forms, features, worshipped while we breathe or move, Be by some spirit of your dreaming hour Borne, like Loretto's chapel, through the air To the green land I sing, then wake, you'll...

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