The Rebels: Or, Boston Before the Revolution

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Phillips, Sampson, 1850 - Boston (Mass.) - 287 pages

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Page 86 - Behold, this have I found, saith the Preacher, counting one by one, to find out the account: which yet my soul seeketh, but I find not: one man among a thousand have I found; but a woman among all those have I not found.
Page 42 - Others, in sentimental style, talk of the immense debt of gratitude, which we owe to England. And what is the amount of this debt? Why, truly, it is the same that the young lion owes to the dam, which has brought it forth on the solitude of the mountain, or left it amid the winds and storms of the desert.
Page 73 - Strive to enter in by the narrow door : for many, I say unto you, shall seek to enter in, and shall not be able.
Page 43 - If this system is suffered to go into operation, we shall have reason to esteem it a great privilege, that rain and dew do not depend upon parliament ; otherwise they would soon be taxed and dried. But thanks to God, there is freedom enough left upon earth to resist such monstrous injustice. The flame of liberty is extinguished in Greece and Rome ; but the light of its glowing embers is still bright and strong on the shores of America.
Page 43 - We ask no money from your gratitude ; we only demand that you should pay your own expenses. And who, I pray, is to judge of their necessity ? Why, the king : and, with all due reverence to his sacred majesty, he understands the real wants of his distant subjects as little as he does the language of the Choctaws ! Who is to judge concerning the frequency of these demands ? The ministry. Who is to judge whether the money is properly expended? The cabinet behind the throne. In every instance, those...
Page 42 - We plunged into the wave with the great charter of freedom in our teeth, because the fagot and the torch were behind us. We have waked this new world from its savage lethargy; forests have been prostrated in our path; towns and cities have grown up suddenly as the flowers of the tropics ; and the fires in our autumnal woods are scarcely more rapid than the increase of our wealth and population.
Page 42 - No ! America, thanks to God and herself, is rich. But the right to take ten pounds implies the right to take a thousand ; and what must be the wealth that avarice, aided by power, can not exhaust.
Page 75 - Look upon the rainbow, and praise him that made it; very beautiful it is in the brightness thereof. It compasseth the heaven about with a glorious circle, and the hands of the Most High have bended it.
Page 255 - Lucretia had a bunch of purple violets fastened in her girdle, and with a forced smile she placed them in the hands of her dying friend. . • She looked at them a moment with a sort of abstracted attention, and an expression strangely unearthly, as she said, " I have thought that wild flowers might be the alphabet of angels, whereby they write on hills and fields mysterious truths, which it is not given our fallen nature to understand.

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