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Page 105 - RECONCILIATION WORD over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost...
Page 71 - Last week I saw a woman flayed, and you will hardly believe how much it altered her person for the worse.
Page 112 - I have paid no poll-tax for six years. I was put into a jail once on this account, for one night ; and, as I stood considering the walls of solid stone, two or three feet thick, the door of wood and iron, a foot thick, and the iron grating which strained the light, I could not help being struck with the foolishness of that institution which treated me as if I were mere flesh and blood and bones, to be locked up.
Page 43 - Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard-lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
Page 101 - Come, Muse, migrate — from Greece and Ionia, Cross out, please, those immensely overpaid accounts, That matter of Troy and Achilles ' wrath, and Aeneas ', Odysseus ' wanderings, Placard "Removed
Page 102 - A lot of churches, sects, &c., the most dismal phantasms I know, usurp the name of religion. Conversation is a mass of badinage. From deceit in the spirit, the mother of all false deeds, the offspring is already incalculable. An acute and candid person, in the revenue department in Washington, who is led by the course of his...
Page 70 - Tis all on me a usurpation. I have no title to aspire ; Yet, when you sink, I seem the higher. In Pope I cannot read a line, But with a sigh I wish it mine ; When he can in one couplet fix More sense than I can do in six ; It gives me such a jealous fit, I cry, " Pox take him and his wit !" I grieve to be outdone by Gay In my own humorous biting way.
Page 110 - I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
Page 111 - If I knew for a certainty that a man was coming to my house with the conscious design of doing me good...
Page 61 - I'll take them first To quench their thirst And taste of nectar suckets, At those clear wells Where sweetness dwells, Drawn up by saints in crystal buckets. And when our bottles and all we Are filled with Immortality, Then the blessed paths we'll travel, Strowed with rubies thick as gravel; Ceilings of diamonds, sapphire floors. High walls of coral and pearly bowers.