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Page 439 - She riseth also while it is yet night and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens.
Page 72 - Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! Because ye build the tombs of the prophets and garnish the sepulchres of the righteous, and say, 'If we had been in the days of our fathers, we would not have been partakers with them in the blood of the prophets.
Page 439 - I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding ; and, lo, it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face thereof, and the stone wall thereof was broken down.
Page 457 - Tis chastity, my brother, chastity : She that has that is clad in complete steel, And like a quivered nymph with arrows keen May trace huge forests, and unharbored heaths, Infamous hills and sandy perilous wilds, Where, through the sacred rays of chastity, No savage fierce', bandit, or mountaineer, Will dare to soil her virgin purity...
Page 457 - And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon. Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Page 404 - Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which "they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Page 439 - She openeth her mouth with wisdom ; And in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, And eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed ; Her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Page 382 - I suppose, however, this does not meet the case. You think slavery is right and ought to be extended, while we think it is wrong and ought to be restricted. That. I suppose, is the rub. It certainly is the only substantial difference between us.
Page 132 - That we, the Citizens of Mecklenburg County, do hereby dissolve the political bands which have connected us to the mother country, and hereby absolve ourselves from all allegiance to the British Crown...
Page 245 - Thou crownest the year with thy goodness ; and thy paths drop fatness. They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness : and the little hills rejoice on every side. The pastures are clothed with flocks ; the valleys also are covered over with corn ; they shout for joy, they also sing.