Merry's Museum and Parley's Magazine, Volúmenes31-32S.T. Allen & Company, 1856 |
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... Don't know whose heads are on their shoulders . Our war is over - the upshot Is one's elected - one is not ; And both , with stoic satisfaction , Begin to arrange the next election ; Each , all , in this united lot , Strike where you ...
... Don't know whose heads are on their shoulders . Our war is over - the upshot Is one's elected - one is not ; And both , with stoic satisfaction , Begin to arrange the next election ; Each , all , in this united lot , Strike where you ...
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... don't think he is pretty at all . " " Why , Harry ! it is a mocking - bird , ” answered Mary , as soon as she looked at him . " I would much rather have him for mine , than to have the doves , that cannot sing . " " Well , " said the ...
... don't think he is pretty at all . " " Why , Harry ! it is a mocking - bird , ” answered Mary , as soon as she looked at him . " I would much rather have him for mine , than to have the doves , that cannot sing . " " Well , " said the ...
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... often sends me on errands , with it ? " and gives me two or three cents at a " I want to buy little sister Ella a time . Don't you remember that Satur- day evening that I went to the store | had. GENEROSITY REWARDED 21 Generosity Rewarded.
... often sends me on errands , with it ? " and gives me two or three cents at a " I want to buy little sister Ella a time . Don't you remember that Satur- day evening that I went to the store | had. GENEROSITY REWARDED 21 Generosity Rewarded.
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... don't remember me , ma'am , " said the woman . Mrs. Clinton looked inquiringly . " Don't you remember Eliza - Ann Kelly's sister ? Ann lived with you eight years ago as cook . " " To be sure I do . Are you Eliza ? take a seat . I heard ...
... don't remember me , ma'am , " said the woman . Mrs. Clinton looked inquiringly . " Don't you remember Eliza - Ann Kelly's sister ? Ann lived with you eight years ago as cook . " " To be sure I do . Are you Eliza ? take a seat . I heard ...
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... don't raise it before Saturday , that I must turn out , and where to go to I don't know ; " and the tears ran down the poor woman's cheeks . wheel it over to his own house , and divide. " Well , Eliza , " said Mrs. Clinton , " tell me ...
... don't raise it before Saturday , that I must turn out , and where to go to I don't know ; " and the tears ran down the poor woman's cheeks . wheel it over to his own house , and divide. " Well , Eliza , " said Mrs. Clinton , " tell me ...
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Página 68 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave! And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few, few, shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Página 68 - When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry.
Página 68 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred.
Página 12 - I loved the brimming wave that swam Thro' quiet meadows round the mill, The sleepy pool above the dam, The pool beneath it never still, The meal-sacks on the whiten'd floor, The dark round of the dripping wheel, The very air about the door Made misty with the floating meal.
Página 109 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Página 42 - ... the grand reformer of the age. From my spout, and such spouts as mine, must flow the stream that shall cleanse our earth of the vast portion of its crime and anguish, which has gushed from the fiery fountains of the still.
Página 41 - In the hot months, when its refreshment was most needed, the dust flew in clouds over the forgotten birthplace of the waters, now their grave. But, in the course of time, a Town Pump was sunk into the source of the ancient spring ; and when the first decayed, another took its place — and then another, and still another — till here stand I, gentlemen and ladies, to serve you with my iron goblet.
Página 40 - Go draw the cork, tip the decanter ; but when your great toe shall set you a-roaring, it will be no affair of mine. If gentlemen love the pleasant titillation of the gout, it is all one to the Town Pump. This thirsty dog, with his...
Página 43 - Dry work, this speechifying ; especially to an unpractised orator. I never conceived till now what toil the temperance lecturers undergo for my sake. Hereafter they shall have the business to themselves. Do, some kind Christian, pump a stroke or two, just to wet my whistle. Thank you, sir ! My dear hearers, when the world shall have been regenerated...
Página 144 - O house of Israel, cannot I do with you as this potter? saith the LORD. Behold, as the clay is in the potter's hand, so are ye in mine hand, O house of Israel.