Westward ho!

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J. Long, 1904 - English fiction - 575 pages
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Action-packed and absolutely memorable! A difficult read but it becomes easier as you go. VERY very helpful ,historically speaking, and a book I am excited about. Read full review

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Page 303 - Who through faith subdued kingdoms, wrought righteousness, obtained promises, stopped the mouths of lions. Quenched the violence of fire, escaped the edge of the sword, out of weakness were made strong, waxed valiant in fight, turned to flight the armies of the aliens.
Page 88 - And portance in my travel's history; Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Page 123 - Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills ; and there The sunshine in the happy glens is fair, And by the sea, and in the brakes. The grass is cool, the sea-side air Buoyant and fresh, the mountain flowers More virginal and sweet than ours.
Page 236 - Shalt thou reign, because thou closest thyself in cedar? Did not thy father eat and drink, and do judgment and justice, and then it was well with him ? He judged the cause of the poor and needy; then it was well with him : was not this to know me ? saith the LORD.
Page 369 - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
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Page 346 - I must have the gentleman to haul and draw with the mariner and the mariner with the gentleman.
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Page 519 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow...
Page 97 - David, and sit still upon your throne. David was a great singer, you know, and a player on the viols ; and ruddy, too, and of a fair countenance ; so that will fit. Now, then, mother, don't look so frightened. I am not going to play Goliath, for all my cubits ; I am to present Nathan the prophet. Now, David, hearken, for I have a message unto thee, O King ! " There were two men in one city, one rich, and the other poor...

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