Jottings of a Year's Sojourn in the South: Or, First Impressions of the Country and Its People; with a Glimpse at School-teaching in that Southern Land, and Reminiscences of Distinguished MenReview and Herald Print, 1859 - 310 páginas |
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... gave expression to the same idea in poetry . And then that thrilling and unequal passage of CON- GREVE'S , which Dr. JOHNSON calls the most poetical para- graph in the whole range of the drama - finer than any one in SHAKSPEARE . It is ...
... gave expression to the same idea in poetry . And then that thrilling and unequal passage of CON- GREVE'S , which Dr. JOHNSON calls the most poetical para- graph in the whole range of the drama - finer than any one in SHAKSPEARE . It is ...
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... gave me the names of several gen- tlemen interested in schools , in Mechanicsburgh — a small village some eight miles distant . In the afternoon , which is termed evening here , and the forenoon morning , I rode over a part of the ...
... gave me the names of several gen- tlemen interested in schools , in Mechanicsburgh — a small village some eight miles distant . In the afternoon , which is termed evening here , and the forenoon morning , I rode over a part of the ...
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... maves- " Domine SAMPSON " opened it , and gave me one of his earnest , quisitorial stares . But his face was round and fuller , his shoulders broader , and his whole frame more solid . He was not as " SOJOURN IN THE SOUTH . 61.
... maves- " Domine SAMPSON " opened it , and gave me one of his earnest , quisitorial stares . But his face was round and fuller , his shoulders broader , and his whole frame more solid . He was not as " SOJOURN IN THE SOUTH . 61.
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... gave the reins to my horse and trusted to him to keep a road . Riding so for a long , long while , describing turns and angles in the road , in the dark , and doubting whether I was on the right road or not - going to or from my point ...
... gave the reins to my horse and trusted to him to keep a road . Riding so for a long , long while , describing turns and angles in the road , in the dark , and doubting whether I was on the right road or not - going to or from my point ...
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... gave him the reins , and he was soon walking around among cattle lying in a barn- yard , I supposed . The observing creature had noticed an opening in the fence , and had left the road and gone through it . I alighted - felt with my ...
... gave him the reins , and he was soon walking around among cattle lying in a barn- yard , I supposed . The observing creature had noticed an opening in the fence , and had left the road and gone through it . I alighted - felt with my ...
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Aaron Burr asked banks Battle Creek beautiful bluffs boat Burr cabins called carriage charm chat chivalry clime Colonel McClung cotton COWLES MEAD enjoy eyes feet flowers forest gate gentleman give green ground halloo head heard homo genus horse HUGH MILLER land leaves looked Major W.'s Michigan Mike Mike Fink miles Miss Mississippi morning Nashville Military Academy negro never night North Northern Orleans overseer passed plantation plantation-house planter planter's wife pleasant porch Prentiss residence rich Ridge House riding river road rode saddle Satartia says scene school-house seated servant shade side sight sitting soon South Southern ladies Southron steamer stream teacher tell thing thought tion told town trees true valley Vicksburgh walk Willow Dale winter woods word Yankee Yazoo Yazoo City Yazoo river young lady
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Página 294 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Página 173 - As bees In spring time, when the sun with Taurus rides, Pour forth their populous youth about the hive In clusters : they among fresh dews and flowers Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, The suburb of their straw-built citadel, New rubb'd with balm, expatiate, and confer Their state affairs : so thick the aery crowd Swarm'd and were straiten'd; till, the signal given, Behold a wonder!
Página 269 - I HAVE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
Página 275 - For talents mourn, untimely lost, When best employed, and wanted most ; Mourn genius high, and lore profound, And wit that loved to play, not wound ; And all the reasoning powers divine, To penetrate, resolve, combine ; And feelings keen, and fancy's glow, — They sleep with him who sleeps below...
Página 132 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown ' That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.
Página 55 - His head was small, and flat at top, with huge ears, large green glassy eyes, and a long snipe nose, so that it looked like a weathercock perched upon his spindle neck, to tell which way the wind blew.
Página 16 - And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Página 55 - It was most ingeniously secured at vacant hours, by a withe twisted in the handle of the door, and stakes set against the window shutters, so that, though a thief might get in with perfect ease, he would find some embarrassment in getting out; an idea most probably borrowed by the architect, Yost Van Houten, from the mystery of an eel-pot.
Página 179 - WE knew it would rain, for all the morn A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes and swamps and dismal fens — Scooping the dew that lay in the flowers, Dipping the jewels out of the sea, To sprinkle them over the land in showers.
Página 16 - By its own weight made steadfast and immovable. Looking tranquillity! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold. And shoot a dullness to my trembling heart.