Merry's Museum and Parley's Magazine, Volúmenes31-32S.T. Allen & Company, 1856 |
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... girl after her brother , crying out , " Mother ! mother ! here comes father ! " without heeding whether her mother heard her or not . Fanny followed Mrs. Morton , though not quite so madly ; and before Mr. Morton had reached the little ...
... girl after her brother , crying out , " Mother ! mother ! here comes father ! " without heeding whether her mother heard her or not . Fanny followed Mrs. Morton , though not quite so madly ; and before Mr. Morton had reached the little ...
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... girl protested that she had all the songsters of the grove in one little cage . Under the kind care of these happy children , the doves and the mocking bird flourished finely ; and the last time I visited the cottage , Harry had added ...
... girl protested that she had all the songsters of the grove in one little cage . Under the kind care of these happy children , the doves and the mocking bird flourished finely ; and the last time I visited the cottage , Harry had added ...
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... girl was kiss upon delighted with the fragrant lilies , and Fred had so much to tell her of the won- derful things he had seen , that his children a visit to the old farm - house during the next summer , if they are good and kind to ...
... girl was kiss upon delighted with the fragrant lilies , and Fred had so much to tell her of the won- derful things he had seen , that his children a visit to the old farm - house during the next summer , if they are good and kind to ...
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... - not be lost . Try it , boys . Try it , men . Try it , women and girls . And if it don't turn out so , charge it to " UNCLE HIRAM . with comfortable accommodations for one hundred passengers . We had. 42 WINTER . Winter.
... - not be lost . Try it , boys . Try it , men . Try it , women and girls . And if it don't turn out so , charge it to " UNCLE HIRAM . with comfortable accommodations for one hundred passengers . We had. 42 WINTER . Winter.
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... girl from drowning . The Principal then said that , with the permission of the company , he would relate a short story : " Not long since , some scholars were flying a kite in the street , just as a poor boy on horseback rode by on his ...
... girl from drowning . The Principal then said that , with the permission of the company , he would relate a short story : " Not long since , some scholars were flying a kite in the street , just as a poor boy on horseback rode by on his ...
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animal answer asked Aunt Aunt Sue beautiful birds Black Eyes Black-Eyed Mary boat called Charter Oak Cousin cried DEAR UNCLE fairy Fanny father fear feel feet flowers girl give hand happy Harry Hatchet head hear heard heart Hieroglyphical hope Irenæus Jim Brown JOHN WELDON keep kind Know-Nothing lady laugh Laura leave letter live look Magic Square Merry family MERRY:-I Merry's miles Miss morning mother Museum nest never night party passed Phaeton poor queen question REBUS river Robert Merry round Santa Claus seemed side snow soon spring squares story sure Susie sweet tell thing thought tion took tree turkeys Uncle Hiram walk watch whole Willie Coleman WILLIE H wings wish woods word write young young Hercules
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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.