Modern Agitators: Or, Pen Portraits of Living American ReformersMiller, Orton & Mulligan, 1855 - 412 páginas |
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... light touch , compared to disease's , the doctor's , or poverty's . And here is a scene among the White Mountains , brought vividly to view by a few touches of his graphic pen : THE NOTCH . You roll along a mile or two , the road gently ...
... light touch , compared to disease's , the doctor's , or poverty's . And here is a scene among the White Mountains , brought vividly to view by a few touches of his graphic pen : THE NOTCH . You roll along a mile or two , the road gently ...
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... light of reason did not flicker until death led him away . The sixteenth day of October , 1846 , was his last . His family friends were gathered around him , when he asked one of his daughters to sing to him Lover's beautiful " Angel's ...
... light of reason did not flicker until death led him away . The sixteenth day of October , 1846 , was his last . His family friends were gathered around him , when he asked one of his daughters to sing to him Lover's beautiful " Angel's ...
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... light above my head . Even the ugly becomes beautiful , when truly seen . I see the jewel in the bunchy toad . The more I live , the more I love this lovely world ; feel more its Author in each little thing ; in all that is great . But ...
... light above my head . Even the ugly becomes beautiful , when truly seen . I see the jewel in the bunchy toad . The more I live , the more I love this lovely world ; feel more its Author in each little thing ; in all that is great . But ...
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... light of the north star , behind some craggy hill or snow - cov- ered mountain , stood a doubtful freedom - half frozen - beck- oning us to come and share its hospitality . This in itself was sometimes enough to stagger us ; but when we ...
... light of the north star , behind some craggy hill or snow - cov- ered mountain , stood a doubtful freedom - half frozen - beck- oning us to come and share its hospitality . This in itself was sometimes enough to stagger us ; but when we ...
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... light , and my burden easy and delight- ful . For who is there so cold that a nation's sympathy could not warm him ? Who so obdurate and dead to the claims of gratitude , that would not thankfully acknowledge such price- less benefits ...
... light , and my burden easy and delight- ful . For who is there so cold that a nation's sympathy could not warm him ? Who so obdurate and dead to the claims of gratitude , that would not thankfully acknowledge such price- less benefits ...
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Página 190 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Página 115 - I will be as harsh as truth, and as uncompromising as justice. On this subject, I do not wish to think, or speak, or write, with moderation. No! no! Tell a man whose house is on fire, to give a moderate alarm; tell him to moderately rescue his wife from the hands of the ravisher; tell the mother to gradually extricate her babe from the fire into which it has fallen; - but urge me not to use moderation in a cause like the present. I am in earnest - I will not equivocate - I will not excuse - I will...
Página 263 - But care and sorrow, and childbirth pain, Left their traces on heart and brain. And oft, when the summer sun shone hot On the new-mown hay in the meadow lot, And...
Página 300 - The Constitution regulates our stewardship; the Constitution devotes the domain to union, to justice, to defence, to welfare, and to liberty. But there is a higher law than the Constitution, which regulates our authority over the domain, and devotes it to the same noble purposes. The territory is a part, no inconsiderable part, of the common heritage of mankind, bestowed upon them by the Creator of the universe. We are his stewards, and must so discharge our trust as to secure in the highest attainable...
Página 51 - BY THE rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Página 115 - I am aware that many object to the severity of my language; but is there not cause for severity? I will be as harsh as truth, and as uncompromising as justice. On this subject, I do not wish to think, or speak, or write, with moderation.
Página 53 - What, to the American slave, is your Fourth of July? I answer: a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim.
Página 51 - If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
Página 261 - He spoke of the grass and flowers and trees, Of the singing birds and the humming bees; Then talked of the haying, and wondered whether The cloud in the west would bring foul weather. And Maud forgot her...
Página 66 - THERE'S a good time coming, boys, A good time coming : We may not live to see the day, But earth shall glisten in the ray Of the good time coming. Cannon balls may aid the truth, But thought's a weapon stronger ; We'll win our battle by its aid ; Wait a little longer.