The Register of the Lynn Historical Society, Volumen17

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The Society, 1914

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Página 87 - Statesman, yet friend to truth ; of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear ; Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who ga'in'd no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, And prais'd, unenvied, by the Muse he lov'd.
Página 69 - It has a preamble, and that preamble expressly recites, that the duties which it imposes are laid " for the support of government, for the discharge of the debts of the United States, and the encouragement and protection of manufactures.
Página 148 - No, Sir ; there is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn.
Página 118 - They were sold into slavery, West Indian slavery ! an Indian princess and her child sold from the cool breezes of Mount Hope, from the wild freedom of a New England forest, to gasp under the lash beneath the blazing sun of the tropics .' * " Bitter as death ; " ay, bitter as hell ! Is there any thing, — I do not say in the range of humanity, — is there any thing animated that would not struggle against this?
Página 125 - ... from either country to the other, in ships of that other country, shall, when so exported or re-exported, be subject to the same duties. and be entitled to the same privileges, drawbacks, bounties, and allowances, whether exported in ships of the one country or in ships of the other ; and...
Página 125 - Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives, in General Court assembled, and by the authority of the same...
Página 10 - All meetings and sessions of the Council shall be in public. A majority of the Aldermen shall make a quorum for the transaction of business; a less number may adjourn from time to time, and may compel the attendance of absent members in such manner as shall be prescribed by ordinance.
Página 90 - Thanking God, whose boundless wisdom makes the flowers of poesy bloom In the forge's dust and cinders, in the tissues of the loom. Here Hans Sachs, the cobbler-poet, laureate of the gentle craft, Wisest of the Twelve Wise Masters, in huge folios sang and laughed.
Página 90 - And at night the swart mechanic comes to drown his cark and care, Quaffing ale from pewter tankards, in the master's antique chair.
Página 136 - The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her ! An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser. Agin the chimbley crook-necks hung, An' in amongst 'em rusted The ole queen's-arm thet gran'ther Young Fetched back from Concord busted. The very room, coz she was in, Seemed warm from floor to ceilin', An' she looked full ez rosy agin Ez the apples she was peelin'.

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