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Page 349 - Tis the middle watch of a summer night. The earth is dark, but the heavens are bright, The moon looks down on Old Cro' Nest— She mellows the shade on his shaggy breast, And seems his huge gray form to throw In a silver cone on the wave below.
Page 86 - kept her hair short and crisp, and wore spectacles. She was dry and sandy with working in the graves of deceased languages. None of your live languages for Miss Blimber. They must be dead,—stone dead,—and then Miss Blimber dug them up, like a Ghoul.
Page 411 - The Resources of Life.—The object is to give to children resources that will endure as long as life endures—habits that time will ameliorate, not destroy—occupations that will render sickness tolerable, solitude pleasant, age venerable, life more dignified and useful, and, therefore, death less terrible.
Page 341 - had he buffetted half way over, when he was observed to struggle violently, as if battling with the spirit of the waters. Instinctively he put his trumpet to his mouth, and, giving a vehement blast, sank forever to the bottom ! The clangor of his trumpet
Page 344 - Tarrytown there is a little valley, or rather a lap of land among high hills, which is one of the quietest places in the whole world.' A small brook glides through it with just murmur enough to lull one to repose; and the occasional whistle of a quail, or tapping of a woodpecker, is almost the only sound that ever breaks in upon the uniform tranquility.
Page 264 - These studies are the food of youth, the delight of old age; the ornament of prosperity, the refuge and comfort of adversity; a delight at home, and no hindrance abroad; they are companions by night, and in travel, and in the country.
Page 253 - Here oft the Indian herdsman, shunning heat, Shelters in cool, and tends his pasturing herds." Ages upon ages ago, long before the plant world was subject
Page 570 - Give me the liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to conscience, above all other liberties!
Page 344 - the property of friend and foe. Neither of them, in the heat and hurry of a foray, had time to ascertain the politics of a horse or cow which they were driving off into captivity, nor when they wrung the neck of a rooster did they trouble their heads whether he crowed for Congress or King George.