The Worcester Talisman, Band 1Dorr & Howland, 1828 |
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... happy guardianship of Mr. Smith . He resided in the parents beheld in their children a reflected im- family , was the constant companion of Charles , age of each other , and saw with grateful hearts , and so firmly were their hearts ...
... happy guardianship of Mr. Smith . He resided in the parents beheld in their children a reflected im- family , was the constant companion of Charles , age of each other , and saw with grateful hearts , and so firmly were their hearts ...
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... happy looking trembled . " Tell me , sister , " said he affec- fellow , with rosy cheeks , who , to all ap- tionately , " the cause of this emotion . " pearance , was about twenty years of age . not your presence enough to cause me to ...
... happy looking trembled . " Tell me , sister , " said he affec- fellow , with rosy cheeks , who , to all ap- tionately , " the cause of this emotion . " pearance , was about twenty years of age . not your presence enough to cause me to ...
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... happy as I once was , " said Jane , affectionate- ly , and oh ! may you never know the pangs which I have known . " " Oh , " returned Ann , " I am happy with him or without him ; but he has made me believe , that without my fa- vor he ...
... happy as I once was , " said Jane , affectionate- ly , and oh ! may you never know the pangs which I have known . " " Oh , " returned Ann , " I am happy with him or without him ; but he has made me believe , that without my fa- vor he ...
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... happy . VOL . I. Unfortunately , the fond husband gave indi- cation of his admiration alike in looks and words , and as the fair young mother turned from him to her mirror , she felt for a moment displeased that her liege lord should be ...
... happy . VOL . I. Unfortunately , the fond husband gave indi- cation of his admiration alike in looks and words , and as the fair young mother turned from him to her mirror , she felt for a moment displeased that her liege lord should be ...
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... happy with him or without him ; but || he has made me believe , that without my fa- vor he should be unhappy , and I ... happy daughter , soothed her feelings . Ann Wilson was a girl of great vivacity , ac- companied by acute penetration ...
... happy with him or without him ; but || he has made me believe , that without my fa- vor he should be unhappy , and I ... happy daughter , soothed her feelings . Ann Wilson was a girl of great vivacity , ac- companied by acute penetration ...
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aged Agents paying five Ann Wilson appearance Asa Walker beauty better Blackstone Canal bosom Braintree bright brother brow called character child coal dark daughter death deep DORR & HOWLAND dream earth Emory Washburn father feelings fire flowers gentleman grave GRIFFIN AND MORRILL....PRINTERS hand happy Harz heart heaven hope Hubbardston human inst insure attention Jane Jeremiah Robinson lady laugh leave Lewis Bigelow light live look married ment mind Miss morning mourn Nathan Heard nature ness never night North Brookfield Northborough o'er paid to insure Paine passed person POETRY receive SIX copies replied rose Saturday scene seemed seen Shaw common smile soon sorrow soul spirit sweet tender thee thing thou thought tion town virtue voice Waldeck West Boylston wife William Stowell wish Worcester Talisman young youth
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Seite 21 - I had in my pocket a handful of copper money, three or four silver dollars, and five pistoles in gold. As he proceeded I began to soften, and concluded to give the copper. Another stroke of his oratory made me ashamed of that, and determined me to give the silver ; and he finished so admirably, that I emptied my pocket wholly into the collector's dish, — gold and all.
Seite 60 - That reason, passion, answer one great aim ; That true self-love and social are the same ; That virtue only makes our bliss below, And all our knowledge is — ourselves to know.
Seite 22 - O to abide in the desert with thee! Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Seite 21 - I happened soon after to attend one of his sermons, in the course of which I perceived he intended to finish with a collection, and I silently resolved he should get nothing from me. I had in my pocket a handful of copper money, three or four silver dollars, and five pistoles in gold. As he proceeded I began to soften and concluded to give the copper.
Seite 132 - The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side: In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief: Yet not unmeet it was that one, like that young friend of ours, So gentle and so beautiful, should perish with the flowers.
Seite 132 - The windflower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hill the goldenrod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear, cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade, and glen.
Seite 92 - The stars that gild the gloomy night; The seas that roll unnumber'd waves; The wood that spreads its shady leaves; The field whose ears conceal the grain, The yellow treasure of the plain; All of these, and all I see, Should be sung, and sung by me : They speak their maker as they can, But want and ask the tongue of man.
Seite 171 - I would go fifty miles on foot, for I have not a horse worth riding on, to kiss the hand of that man whose generous heart will give up the reins of his imagination into his author's hands — be pleased he knows not why, and cares not wherefore.
Seite 132 - ... wood, And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade, and glen. And now when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home...
Seite 156 - And has he left his birds and flowers; And must I call in vain? And through the long, long summer hours, Will he not come again? " And by the brook and in the glade Are all our wanderings o'er? Oh ! while my brother with me play'd, Would I had loved him more !