Early Recollections of Newport, R. I.: From the Year 1793 to 1811

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A. J. Ward, C. E. Hammett, jr., 1868 - 284 頁
 

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第 70 頁 - Support, and ornament of Virtue's cause. There stands the messenger of truth : there stands The legate of the skies ! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.
第 232 頁 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way "With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
第 iii 頁 - Childhood's loved group revisits every scene ; The tangled wood-walk and the tufted green ! Indulgent MEMORY wakes, and lo, they live ! Clothed with far softer hues than Light can give. Thou first, best friend that Heaven assigns below To...
第 17 頁 - That, viewing it, we seem almost to obtain Our innocent sweet simple years again. This fond attachment to the well-known place, Whence first we started into life's long race, Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway. We feel it e'en in age, and at our latest day.
第 iii 頁 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise ! * Each stamps its image as the other flies. Each, as the various avenues of sense Delight or sorrow to the soul dispense, Brightens or fades ; yet all, with magic art Control the latent fibres of the heart.
第 41 頁 - The School's lone porch, with reverend mosses gray, Just tells the pensive pilgrim where it lay. Mute is the bell that rung at peep of dawn, Quickening my truant-feet across the lawn : Unheard the shout that rent the noontide air, When the slow dial gave a pause to care.
第 132 頁 - To associate all the branches of mankind, And if a boundless plenty be the robe, Trade is the golden girdle of the globe. Wise to promote whatever end he means, God opens fruitful nature's various scenes, Each climate needs what other climes produce, And offers something to the general use ; No land but listens to the common call, And in return receives supply from all.
第 229 頁 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne! Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne ? And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp, And surely I'll be mine, And we'll tak a cup o...
第 64 頁 - Let thy recreations be ingenious, and bear proportion with thine age. If thou sayest with Paul, " When I was a child I did as a child," say also with him, " But when I was a man I put away childish things.
第 210 頁 - The wicked flee when no man pursueth : but the righteous are bold as a lion.

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