The disputed inheritance

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Page 36 - Work, work, work, As prisoners work for crime : Band and gusset and seam, Seam and gusset and band, Till the heart is sick, and the brain benumbed, As well as the weary hand.
Page 180 - Thou art the nurse of Virtue, in thine arms She smiles, appearing, as in truth she is, Heav'n-bom, and destin'd to the skies again.
Page 83 - Snatch'd through the verdant maze, the hurried eye Distracted wanders; now the bowery walk Of covert close, where scarce a speck of day Falls on the lengthen'd gloom, protracted sweeps: Now meets the bending sky; the river now Dimpling along, the breezy ruffled lake, The forest darkening round, the glittering spire, Th' ethereal mountain, and the distant main.
Page 223 - I thought he would not come, No longer would I stay ;'' With that a brave young gentleman Thus to the Earl...
Page 107 - And bids the many-plumed warbling throng Burst the pent blossoms with their song. He bends the luscious cane, and twists the string With bees, how sweet! but ah, how keen their sting ! He with...
Page 152 - Oh ! it settles the spirits when nothing is seen But an ass on a common, a goose on a green. In town if it rain, why it damps not our hope, The eye has her choice, and the fancy her scope ; What harm though it pour whole nights or whole days? It spoils not our prospects, or stops not our ways. In the country what bliss, when it rains in the fields, To live on the transports that shuttlecock yields ; Or go crawling from window to window, to see A pig on a dunghill, or crow on a tree.
Page 185 - A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.
Page 142 - THERE is beyond the sky A heaven of joy and love ; And holy children, when they die, Go to that world above.
Page 242 - His companion exclaimed with a smile ; " I shall win, — for I know she will venture there now, And earn a new bonnet by bringing a bough From the elder that grows in the aisle.
Page 234 - SWEET sir, for your courtesie, When ye come by the Bass, then, For the love ye bear to me, Buy me a keekin' glass, then. " Keek into the draw-well, Janet, Janet ; There ye'll see your bonnie sell, My jo Janet." Keekin' in the draw-well clear, What if I fa' in, sir ? Then a' my kin' will say and swear I droun'd mysell for sin, sir.

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