Memoir of Nathaniel Bowditch

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From the Press of Isaac R. Butts, Charles C. Little and James Brown, publishers, 1839 - 168 páginas
 

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Página 140 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
Página 144 - Why weep ye then for him, who, having won The bound of man's appointed years, at last, Life's blessings all enjoyed, life's labors done, Serenely to his final rest has passed ; While the soft memory of his virtues, yet, Lingers like twilight hues, when the bright sun is set...
Página 51 - Comet of 1807 ; published in the Monthly Anthology, Vol. iv. p. 653. 2. Review of a " Report of the Committee [of Congress] to whom was referred, on the 25th of January, 1810, the Memorial of William Lambert, accompanied with sundry Papers relating to the Establishment of a First Meridian for the United States, at the permanent Seat of their Government.
Página 148 - For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right...
Página 27 - Prince told him that he had a crew of twelve men, every one of whom could take and work a lunar observation as well, for all practical purposes, as Sir Isaac Newton himself, were he alive.
Página 145 - ... respects and kindest wishes to the family. My venison stomach is gone, but I have those about me, and often with me, who will be very glad of his present. If it is left at my house, it will be transmitted safe to me. A recovery in my case, and at my age, is impossible ; the kindest wish of my friends is Euthanasia.
Página 49 - Remarks on the methods of correcting the elements of the orbit of a comet in Newton's " Principia," and in La Place's
Página 127 - On parent knees, a naked new-born child Weeping thou sat'st while all around thee smiled ; So live, that sinking in thy last long sleep, Calm thou mayst smile, while all around thee weep.
Página 128 - GAY, guiltless pair, What seek ye from the fields of heaven ? Ye have no need of prayer, Ye have no sins to be forgiven. Why perch ye here, Where mortals to their Maker bend ? Can your pure spirits fear The God ye never could offend ? Ye never knew The crimes for which we come to weep.
Página 149 - I cannot remember when I had not a deep feeling of religious truth and accountableness, and when I did not act from it, or endeavor to. In my boyish days, when some of my companions who had become infected with Tom Paine's infidelity, broached his notions in conversation with me, I battled it with them stoutly, not exactly with the logic you would get from Locke, but with the logic I found here, (pointing to his breast,) and here it has always been, my guide and support ; it is my support still.

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