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... Feeling Books and Woman 63 Intelligence 15 Philosophy at five years of age Being in Debt 94 Infidel Wit Repelled 39 Public House in the Moon Beauties of Nature 101 Inquisitiveness 79 | Pushmataha Brotherly Love 151 Infirmity of Purpose ...
... Feeling Books and Woman 63 Intelligence 15 Philosophy at five years of age Being in Debt 94 Infidel Wit Repelled 39 Public House in the Moon Beauties of Nature 101 Inquisitiveness 79 | Pushmataha Brotherly Love 151 Infirmity of Purpose ...
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... feeling a malignant pleasure in observing how much these importunities confused and distressed her . embarrassment on that of Laura , that poor Pyam Dodge , obtuse as he was to the things of this world , saw that the announcement of his ...
... feeling a malignant pleasure in observing how much these importunities confused and distressed her . embarrassment on that of Laura , that poor Pyam Dodge , obtuse as he was to the things of this world , saw that the announcement of his ...
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... feeling of invincible repugnance to taxing Neither Mrs. Brantley nor Augusta happened any farther the kindness of her host , conceiv- to be present , but Miss Frampton was , anding herself already under sufficient obligations understood ...
... feeling of invincible repugnance to taxing Neither Mrs. Brantley nor Augusta happened any farther the kindness of her host , conceiv- to be present , but Miss Frampton was , anding herself already under sufficient obligations understood ...
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... feeling under a moral obligation to offer their services to the country in case of any future emergency , they deem it right , as it is freely permitted , in time of peace , to embrace other professions in which they may seek to be ...
... feeling under a moral obligation to offer their services to the country in case of any future emergency , they deem it right , as it is freely permitted , in time of peace , to embrace other professions in which they may seek to be ...
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... Feel we its tide more rapid ! It may be strange - yet who would change Time's course to slower speeding ? When one by one our friends have gone , And left our bosoms bleeding . Heaven gives our years of fading strength Indemnifying ...
... Feel we its tide more rapid ! It may be strange - yet who would change Time's course to slower speeding ? When one by one our friends have gone , And left our bosoms bleeding . Heaven gives our years of fading strength Indemnifying ...
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AMUSING MISCELLANY arms Augusta Aunt Rhoda beautiful bosom Brantley breath bright called Chase cheek child Choctaw Claverack cousin Darnley daughter dear death Dollars dress earth exclaimed eyes face father fear feel feet flowers free of postage gazed gentleman girl Grace hand happy heard heart heaven Henry Blair Hernanda Hinman hope hour HUDSON inst Isabel Kinderhook knew lady lips look Mantou marriage married mind Miss Frampton morning mother Mount Vernon Nahant never New-York night numbers of eight o'er Oakly Park Oceola pale passed person POETRY poor Pushmataha Quarto receive twelve copies remit replied returned RURAL REPOSITORY SATURDAY seemed sigh Singleton sister smile soon sorrow soul spirit Stanwood stood Suthgate sweet tears tell Texians thee thing thou thought tion Tudor voice wife woman words young youth
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Side 70 - The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er...
Side 5 - Whatever argument may be drawn from particular examples, superficially viewed, a thorough examination of the subject will evince that the art of war is at once comprehensive and complicated ; that it demands much previous study; and that the possession of it, in its most improved and perfect state, is always of great moment to the security of a nation.
Side 118 - To leave nor track nor trace. And yet, with Him who counts the sands. And holds the waters in his hands, I know a lasting record stands, Inscribed against my name, Of all this mortal part has wrought; Of all this thinking soul has thought ; And from these fleeting moments caught For glory or for shame.
Side 115 - ... difficulty. I had not a farthing on earth, nor a friend to give me one : pen, ink, and paper, therefore, (in despite of the flippant remark of Lord Orford,) were, for the most part, as completely out of my reach, as a crown and sceptre. There was indeed a resource ; but the utmost caution and secrecy were necessary in applying to it. I beat out pieces of leather as smooth as possible and wrought my problems on them with a blunted awl: for the rest, my memory was tenacious, and I could multiply...
Side 133 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Side 16 - The more we live, more brief appear Our life's succeeding stages : A day to childhood seems a year, And years like passing ages. The gladsome current of our youth, Ere passion yet disorders, Steals lingering like a river smooth Along its grassy borders. But as the care-worn cheek grows wan, And sorrow's shafts fly thicker, Ye Stars, that measure life to man, Why seem your courses quicker ? When joys have lost their bloom and breath And life itself is vapid, Why, as we reach the Falls of Death...
Side 118 - twill shortly be With every mark on earth from me ; A wave of dark oblivion's sea Will sweep across the place Where I have trod the sandy shore Of time, and been, to he no more ; Of me, my frame, the name I bore, To leave no track nor trace.
Side 70 - If thou wouldst stay e'en as thou art, All cold, and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been ! While e'en thy chill bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone...
Side 70 - I still might press thy silent heart, and where thy smiles have been ! While e'en thy chill bleak corse I have, thou seemest still mine own ; But there, I lay thee in thy grave — and I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart, in thinking, too, of thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn of light ne'er seen before, As Fancy never could have drawn, and never can restore 1 7o.—GO, FORGET MB.—lTo^s.
Side 5 - The institution of a military academy is also recommended by cogent reasons. However pacific the general policy of a nation may be, it ought never to be without an adequate stock of military knowledge for emergencies.