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Stran 394 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou shouldst lead me on; I loved to choose and see my path; but now lead thou me on. I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, pride ruled my will: remember not past years. So long thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on, o'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till the night is gone, and with the morn those angel faces smile, which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.
Stran 348 - eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too, But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you; An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints, Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints; While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, fallbe'ind," But it's "Please to walk in front, sir...
Stran 321 - Ah ! — on Thanksgiving Day, when from East and from West, From North and from South come the pilgrim and guest, When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board The old broken links of affection restored, When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more, And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before, What moistens the lip and what brightens the eye?
Stran 692 - In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Stran 527 - If they have not miscarried ! if they have, All that his faint and faltering tongue doth crave, Is that you not impute it to his brain, That's yet unhurt, although set round with pain, It cannot...
Stran 288 - He that opposes his own judgment against the current of the times ought to be backed with unanswerable truth ; and he that has truth on his side, is a fool as well as a coward, if he is afraid to own it, because of the multitude of other men's opinions. Tis hard for a man to say, all the world is mistaken, but himself. But if it be so, who can help it...
Stran 291 - I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room, with the fly in his hand,— I'll not hurt a hair of thy head: — Go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it escape; go, poor devil, get thee gone, why should I hurt thee? — This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.
Stran 435 - There never has been a time in our history when work was so abundant or when wages were as high, whether measured by the currency in which they are paid or by their power to supply the necessaries and comforts of life.
Stran 393 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Stran 114 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school; and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.