The Essex Antiquarian: An Illustrated ... Magazine Devoted to the Biography, Genealogy, History and Antiquities of Essex County, Massachusetts, Volume 2
Essex Antiquarian, 1898 - Essex County (Mass.)
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Page 9 - She was a Woman of a steady mind, Tender and deep in her excess of love; Not speaking much, pleased rather with the joy Of her own thoughts: by some especial care Her temper had been framed, as if to make A Being, who by adding love to peace Might live on earth a life of happiness.
Page 149 - To My Dear and Loving Husband If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me ye women if you can. I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold, Or all the riches that the East doth hold. My love is such that Rivers cannot quench, Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence.
Page 4 - ... gentleman, not having the fear of God before his eyes, but being moved and seduced by the instigation of the devil, on the...
Page 149 - To MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND. If ever two were one, then surely we ; If ever man were loved by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold, Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
Page 122 - New England's Trials : declaring the Success of 80 Ships employed thither within these eight years; and the benefit of that Countrey by Sea and Land, &c.
Page 115 - No longer the host hobbles down from his rest In the porch's cool shadows to welcome his guest With a smile of delight, and a grasp of the hand, And a glance of the eye that no heart could withstand.
Page 149 - If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold Or all the riches that the East doth hold. My love is such that rivers cannot quench, Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense. Thy love is such I can no way repay, The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray. Then while we live, in love let's so persevere That when we live no more, we may live ever.
Page 63 - THE Comet! He is on his way, And singing as he flies; The whizzing planets shrink before The spectre of the skies; Ah ! well may regal orbs burn blue, And satellites turn pale, Ten million cubic miles of head, Ten billion leagues of tail! On, on by whistling spheres of light, He flashes and he flames; He turns not to the left nor right, He asks them not their names; One spurn from his demoniac heel, — Away...
Page 7 - Gates, the firing at the river is merely a feint ; tfieir object is your left; a strong force of 1500 men are marching, circuitously, to plant themselves on yonder height. That point must be defended, or your camp, is in danger.' Gates replied, 'I will send Morgan with his riflemen and Dearborn's infantry.' Arnold says, 'That is nothing; you must send a strong force.
Page 9 - The humble worth that satisfied her heart : Frugal, affectionate, sober, and withal Keenly industrious. She with pride would tell That he was often seated at his loom, In summer, ere the mower was abroad Among the dewy grass, — in early spring, Ere the last star had vanished. — They who passed At evening, from behind the garden fence Might hear his busy spade, which he would ply, After his daily work, until the light 530 Had failed, and every leaf and flower were lost In the dark hedges.