Shoepac Recollections: A Way-side Glimpse of American Life

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Bunce & Brother, 1856 - American fiction - 360 pages
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Page 290 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home ; A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home...
Page 140 - Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake.
Page 38 - The adventurous boy, that asks his little share, And hies from home with many a gossip's prayer, Turns on the neighbouring hill, once more to see The dear abode of peace and privacy...
Page 17 - Stilled is the hum that through the hamlet broke, When round the ruins of their ancient oak The peasants flocked to hear the minstrel play, And games and carols closed the busy day. Her wheel at rest, the matron thrills no more With treasured tales, and legendary lore. All, all are fled ; nor mirth nor music flows To chase the dreams of innocent repose. All, all are fled ; yet still I linger here ! What...
Page 297 - Sir," said Doctor Mendry, taking a pinch of Major Fontenoy's snuff, and laying the forefinger of his right hand in the palm of his left. " Sir, it is a remarkable case. A curious feature is the wonderful knowledge he exhibits in the diagnosis of his own disease. ' Come doctor,' he will say, ' I wish to test the matter of my sanity. Let's take a game of chess, mad or not mad. You are mad, doctor. I am not mad.
Page 123 - Jaromir ! it is a fearful thing To love as I love thee ; to feel the world — The bright, the beautiful, joy-giving world — A blank without thee.
Page 35 - Thou look'st a very statue of surprise, As if a lightning blast had dried thee up, And had not left thee moisture for a tear.
Page 316 - em with all the austerity that may be ; They are our slaves ! Turn all those pities, Those tender reluctations that should become your To...
Page 14 - As he strolls out further from the town, he is struck with a peculiarity in the divisions of the farms ; for each one is but a narrow strip of land running back into the woods two or three miles, so that every farmer may have a front on the river. A hundred or so yards from the beach stands the farm-house, similar to those already described, with only more amplitude of dimensions, and a broad, indolent, sun-loving porch, on which sleeps an old dog- — practised no less in raccoon lore than experienced...
Page 15 - ... hooks in the hall. The canoe is drawn up on the beach. But hark ! you hear the sound of distant voices come stealing over the water. Turn towards the river. See a long pirogue, or more ample Mackinaw boat — perhaps a little fleet of them in a single line, manned by voyajeurs, or courreurs de l>ois, and loaded with packs of peltries.

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