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... beautiful seat , Mount Tirza , in North Carolina , where he died , leaving in that State a highly respectable family . The seventh of the thirteen sons of John Moore , was Lambert , the father of Bishop Moore . He was born in 1722 - was ...
... beautiful seat , Mount Tirza , in North Carolina , where he died , leaving in that State a highly respectable family . The seventh of the thirteen sons of John Moore , was Lambert , the father of Bishop Moore . He was born in 1722 - was ...
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... beautiful style | animation , the most moving pathos , in an eloquent style of of preaching , the tenderness and pathos of his appeals , the composition , aided by a delightful voice and fine manner , gracefulness and eloquence of his ...
... beautiful style | animation , the most moving pathos , in an eloquent style of of preaching , the tenderness and pathos of his appeals , the composition , aided by a delightful voice and fine manner , gracefulness and eloquence of his ...
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... beautiful to breathe other than those of softness and love , rarely haunted her ; and Ada was too forgiving to cause them to rise in judgment against her , whom , in spite of her waywardness , she loved better than all else beside ...
... beautiful to breathe other than those of softness and love , rarely haunted her ; and Ada was too forgiving to cause them to rise in judgment against her , whom , in spite of her waywardness , she loved better than all else beside ...
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... beautiful sister ? Surely you will not be guilty of such unpardonable heresy , as to withhold the incense of your idolatry from the altar of the fashionable idol ! " " I fear you will have to brand me with such a sin ; though she is as ...
... beautiful sister ? Surely you will not be guilty of such unpardonable heresy , as to withhold the incense of your idolatry from the altar of the fashionable idol ! " " I fear you will have to brand me with such a sin ; though she is as ...
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... beautiful to receive any improvement admiring the ever - varying and gorgeous hues of an from the hand of maturity - he did not desire any Indian summer sunset ; the balmy influence of the additional touch , but fondly wished that on ...
... beautiful to receive any improvement admiring the ever - varying and gorgeous hues of an from the hand of maturity - he did not desire any Indian summer sunset ; the balmy influence of the additional touch , but fondly wished that on ...
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Página 23 - The voice at midnight came, He started up to hear ; A mortal arrow pierced his frame — He fell, but felt no fear.
Página 41 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile, she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Página 57 - MAIDENHOOD. mAIDEN ! with the meek brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies, Like the dusk in evening skies ! Thou whose locks outshine the sun, Golden tresses, wreathed in one, As the braided streamlets run ! Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet...
Página 247 - But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free. Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word; And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be. Come when his task of fame is wrought; Come with her laurel-leaf...
Página 40 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd, With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon, Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez, and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
Página 153 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Página 302 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Página 41 - St Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith...
Página 82 - No, faith, not a jot ; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: As thus; Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth to dust ; the dust is earth ; of earth we make loam : And why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel...
Página 245 - Strong sense, deep feeling, passions strong, A hate of tyrant and of knave, A love of right, a scorn of wrong, Of coward and of slave ; A kind, true heart, a spirit high, That could not fear and would not bow, Were written in his manly eye And on his manly brow.