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Peters of New England: A Genealogy, and Family History
Eleanor Bradley Peters,Edmond Frank Peters
No preview available - 2015
Abigail Andrew Peeters April Barnet Beamsley Benjamin Blue Hill born at Cow born in Andover born in Blue born in Boston born in Bradford born in Ellsworth born in Hebron born in Medfield born in Portland Cape Breton Capt Charles child of Andrew child of John child of Samuel child of William Children of John Children of William Conn Cow Bay daughter died in Andover died in Blue died in Hebron Edward Dyer Eliza Elizabeth Ephraim Foster Feltonville fifth child five children fourth child George Hannah Henniker Henry Ipswich Jamaica Plain John Peters Jonathan Joseph July July 12 July 28 June June 15 June 23 land Lydia Mantena March March 18 Mary Peters Mass Medfield Phebe Revd Salem Samuel Peters Sarah second child Sept third child Thomas three children town Unmd VIII William Peters York
Page 48 - Jesus and my body to the Earth from whence it was taken, to be buried in such Decent and Christian manner as my Executor hereafter named shall be thot...
Page 161 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Page 11 - if they played the man, took the fort, and drove the enemy out of the Narraganset country, which is their great seat, they should have a gratuity of land, besides their wages.
Page 19 - ... conversation of those women while they lived among us, and what they now seriously and constantly affirm in a more composed frame, we cannot but in charity judge them innocent of the great transgression that hath been imputed to them. As for the rest of our...
Page 363 - My heart is bowed as with a spell. This rending pang ! — would I could tell What ails my throbbing brow ! One look upon that fading streak Which bounds yon eastern sky ; One tear to cool my burning cheek ; And then a word I cannot speak —
Page 364 - ... tracery, I ween if one could hear the sigh, Could catch the mother's tone, He 'd hear it say, " Good night, good night, My beautiful, my own." That ship is gone — lost to the eye ; But still a freshening breeze Is o'er her wake, and drives her on Through smooth and pleasant seas. Right onward thus, she will dash on, Though tempests shake the air, For hearts that fear not Ocean's wrath I ween will aye be there. That sea is Life : that bark is but The Hopes of wedded Love : The wind which fills...
Page 160 - Content with science in the vale of peace. Calmly he look'd on either life, and here Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear; From nature's temperate feast rose satisfied, Thank'd Heaven that he had lived, and that he died.
Page 48 - Executor hereafter named and as touching the disposition of such temporal estate as it hath pleased God to bestow upon me I give and dispose thereof as followeth.
Page 12 - We do to those our Deliverers: & We ought further to observe what greatly adds to their merit that they were not Vagabonds & Beggars & Outcasts, of which Armies are sometimes considerably made up, who run the Hasards of War to Avoid the Danger of Starving: so far from this that these were some of the best of Our men, the Fathers & Sons of some of the greatest & best of Our families...