The Centennial Celebration of the Settlement of Bangor: September 30, 1869

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B. A. Burr, printer, 1870 - Bangor (Me.) - 182 pages
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Page 181 - I hark, The cross is for my grave ! " My life is sped ; I shall not see My home-set sails again ; The sweetest eyes of Normandie Shall watch for me in vain. " Yet onward still to ear and eye The baffling marvel calls ; I fain would look before I die On Norembega's walls. " So, haply, it shall be thy part At Christian feet to lay The mystery of the desert's heart My dead hand plucked away. " Leave me an hour of rest ; go thou And look from yonder heights ; Perchance the valley even now Is starred...
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Page 95 - Green be the turf above thee. Friend of my better days; None knew thee but to love thee, None named thee but to praise.
Page 38 - Pownall. They resolved to stand together with " our Brethren of Massachusetts and oppose the " people of Old England that are endeavoring to take your " and our Lands and Libertys from us.
Page 146 - In this now vacant corner, quite hid by its obscurity, Only ye might perceive his' matchless eye Striving to read the feelings of your souls, That he might know, if ye would hear the voice of Jesus?
Page 44 - Is it well with thee • Is it well with thy husband ? Is it well with thy child ?' And she answered,
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Page 182 - The lord of fief and town. And Norembega proved again A shadow and a dream, He found the Norman's nameless grave Within the hemlock's shade, And, stretching wide its arms to save, The sign that God had made, The cross-boughed tree that marked the SlM)t And made it holy ground : He needs the earthly city not Who hath the heavenly found.
Page 146 - He did not hear the bell, Which told the hour of prayer. Do ye remember, how he'd sometimes sit In this now vacant corner, quite hid by its obscurity, Only ye might perceive his...
Page 24 - Oberon in Beam, having lived among the Abenakis, after the savage way, for above twenty years, is so much respected by the savages that they look upon him as their tutelar God.

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