The History of Jericho, Vermont

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Free Press printing Company, printers, 1916 - 665 strani

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Stran 81 - I would not sit in the scorner's seat. Or hurl the cynic's ban — Let me live in a house by the side of the road...
Stran 17 - Lord 1772 — one shilling proclamation money for every hundred acres he so owns, settles or possesses, and so in proportion for a greater or lesser tract of the said land : which money shall be paid by the respective persons...
Stran 35 - O God, beneath Thy guiding hand, Our exiled fathers crossed the sea ; And when they trod the wintry strand, With prayer, and psalm they worshipped Thee. Thou heard'st, well pleased, the song, the prayer ; Thy blessing came; and still its power Shall onward, through all ages, bear The memory of that holy hour.
Stran 32 - This mad sea shows his teeth to-night. He curls his lip, he lies in wait, With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave Admiral, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" The. words leapt like a leaping sword: "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light! a light! a light! a light! It grew, a starlit flag unfurled! It grew to be Time's burst of dawn. He gained a...
Stran 35 - LET children hear the mighty deeds Which God performed of old ; Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace ; And we'll convey his wonders down Through every rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus...
Stran 189 - Remember the days of old, consider the years of many generations : ask thy father, and he will shew thee ; thy elders, and they will tell thee.
Stran 17 - In the Year of our LORD CHRIST, One Thousand Seven Hundred and Sixty three And in the Third Year of Our Reign.
Stran 66 - All thoughts that mould the age begin, Deep down within the primitive soul, And from the many slowly upward win To one who grasps the whole...
Stran 107 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no more.
Stran 81 - Wise, foolish — so am I. Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat, Or hurl the cynic's ban ? Let me live in my house by the side of the road And be a friend to man.

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