Sketch of the life and oratory of John B. Gough1854 |
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... tears . I asked her what was the matter , when she drew me close to her , and looking in my face , with a mournful expression which I shall never forget , informed me that all her weary journey had been fruitless - she had sold nothing ...
... tears . I asked her what was the matter , when she drew me close to her , and looking in my face , with a mournful expression which I shall never forget , informed me that all her weary journey had been fruitless - she had sold nothing ...
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... tears fell in large drops on the paper I was using . Into the very depths of my sorrow a kind heart looked ; for whilst I was weeping , a young lady came to me , and asked me what was the matter . Her tone of kindness and look of ...
... tears fell in large drops on the paper I was using . Into the very depths of my sorrow a kind heart looked ; for whilst I was weeping , a young lady came to me , and asked me what was the matter . Her tone of kindness and look of ...
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... tears , I ascertained that we had no bread in the house . I could not bear the sight of such distress , and wandered down a street , sobbing as I went . A stranger accosted me , and asked me what was the matter . " I'm hungry , " said I ...
... tears , I ascertained that we had no bread in the house . I could not bear the sight of such distress , and wandered down a street , sobbing as I went . A stranger accosted me , and asked me what was the matter . " I'm hungry , " said I ...
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... tear shed for your troubles , or a throb of pleasure felt in your prosperity . I have had the feeling of solitude come upon me - never in the wild forest , never in the woods , where the singing of the birds and the whisperings of the ...
... tear shed for your troubles , or a throb of pleasure felt in your prosperity . I have had the feeling of solitude come upon me - never in the wild forest , never in the woods , where the singing of the birds and the whisperings of the ...
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... tears , and yet I recovered - how , still remains a mystery to myself . In about a week , I gained , in a great degree , the mastery over my accursed appetite ; but the strife had made me dreadfully weak . Gradually my health improved ...
... tears , and yet I recovered - how , still remains a mystery to myself . In about a week , I gained , in a great degree , the mastery over my accursed appetite ; but the strife had made me dreadfully weak . Gradually my health improved ...
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Abstinence addresses agony appeared appetite audience began Bible bookbinder Boston brandy burst cause cheer church Cicero circumstances companions dark dead delivered Demosthenes desolate drank dreadful drink drunkard Edinburgh effect eloquence evil excited eyes face father fearful feeling fell felt more awkward forget friends GLASGOW glass God's habit hand heard heart hour illustration intoxicated Jesse W John Gough kind labours laughed lips liquors looked ment miles mind miserable morning morphia mother never Newburyport Niagara river night orator oratory passed passion platform poetry possessed public addresses religious remember Sabbath Sabbath school sail Sandgate says scene SCOTTISH TEMPERANCE LEAGUE seemed signed the pledge sister sleep society soon soul speaker speaking spirit stranger street tears tell temperance meeting temptation thing thought thousands told tone took voice whilst WILLIAM REID Worcester Worcester county words wretched young
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Side 85 - Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be, In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due.
Side 63 - It was a true report that I heard in mine own land of thy acts and of thy wisdom. Howbeit I believed not the words, until I came, and mine eyes had seen it: and, behold, the half was not told me : thy wisdom and prosperity exceedeth the fame which I heard.
Side 52 - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Side 32 - I was at one time surrounded by millions of monstrous spiders, who crawled slowly, slowly, over every limb, whilst the beaded drops of perspiration would start to my brow, and my limbs would shiver until the bed rattled again. Strange lights would dance before my eyes, and then suddenly the very blackness of darkness would appal me by its dense gloom.
Side 76 - Ah! it is too late. Shrieking, cursing, howling, blaspheming, over you go ; and thousands thus go over every year by the power of evil habits, declaring, "When I find out that it is injuring me, then I will give it up.
Side 41 - Hope once more dawned, and I began to think, strange as it appeared, that such things as my friend promised me might come to pass. On the instant I resolved to try, at least, and said to the stranger : 'Well, I will sign it.' 'When? 'he asked. ' I cannot do so to-night,' I replied, ' for I must have some more drink presently ; but I certainly will to-morrow.
Side 79 - ... becomes a passion ; that passion a disease. Now his eye is fixed upon the bubble with fretful earnestness. Now he leaps with desperation and disappointment. Now it leads him away from all that is bright and beautiful ; from all the tender, clustering, hallowed associations of by-gone days, up the steep, hot sides of a fearful volcano. Now there is pain and anguish in the chase. He leaps and falls, and rises, bruised, scorched and blistered ; but the excitement...
Side 75 - "Ha! ha! we have heard of the rapids below us," laughs the man, "but we are not such fools as to get into them; when we find we are going too fast to suit our convenience, then hard up the helm and steer to...
Side 32 - Dante. Who can tell the horrors of that horrible malady, aggravated as it is by the almost ever-abiding consciousness that it is self-sought. Hideous faces appeared on the walls, and on the ceiling, and on the floors ; foul things crept along the bed-clothes, and glaring eyes peered into mine. I was at one time surrounded by millions of monstrous spiders...
Side 75 - Well it is a beautiful stream," said I, ' bright, and fair, and glassy ; how far off are the rapids ? ' ' Only a mile or two,