Western Clearings

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Wiley and Putnam, 1845 - American fiction - 238 pages
 

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Page 230 - Pulpits and Sundays, sorrow dogging sin, Afflictions sorted, anguish of all sizes, Fine nets and stratagems to catch us in, Bibles laid open, millions of surprises ; Blessings beforehand, ties of gratefulness, The sound of Glory ringing in our ears : Without, our shame; within, our consciences; Angels and grace, eternal hopes and fears. Yet all these fences and their whole array One cunning bosom-sin blows quite away.
Page 21 - How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour, when storms are gone ; When warring winds have died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray, Melt off, and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity, — Fresh as if day again were born, Again upon the lap of morn...
Page 5 - Tramp ! tramp ! along the land they rode, Splash ! splash ! along the sea ; The scourge is red, the spur drops blood, The flashing pebbles flee. LVIII. " Hurrah ! hurrah ! well ride the dead ; The bride, the bride is come ; And soon we reach the bridal bed, For, Helen, here's my home.
Page 118 - Love's not a flower that grows on the dull earth ; Springs by the calendar ; must wait for sun — For rain; — matures by parts, — must take its time To stem, to leaf, to bud, to blow. It owns A richer soil, and boasts a quicker seed...
Page 57 - ... roses and violets in the heavenly floor against the coming of the sun, the nightingales (striving one with the other, which could in most dainty variety recount their wrongcaused sorrow) made them put off their sleep, and rising from under a tree, which that night had been their pavilion, they went on their journey, which by and by welcomed Musidorus' eyes (wearied with the wasted soil of Laconia) with delightful prospects.
Page 8 - I was your friend ? Friends is scuss in these parts." " You have at least no reason to be otherwise," replied the traveller, who was blessed with a very patient temper, especially where there was no use in getting angry. " I don't know that," was the reply. " What fetch'd you into these woods ?" " If I should say ' my horse,' the answer would perhaps be as civil as the question.
Page 162 - ... been happily concluded at an earlier period, either at our own institution or at some other, had consented to lend themselves to the parts, and their choicest decorations for the properties, of the dramatic portion of the entertainment. Among these last was pretty Ellen Kingsbury, who had agreed to personate the Queen of Scots, in the garden scene from Schiller's tragedy of Mary Stuart...
Page 10 - Near the only window was placed the work-bench and entire paraphernalia of the shoemaker, who in these regions travels from house to house, shoeing the family and mending the harness as he goes, with various interludes of songs and jokes, ever new and acceptable. This one, who was a little, bald, twinkling-eyed fellow, made the smoky rafters ring with the burden of that favourite ditty of the west : " All kinds of game to hunt, my boys, also the buck and doe, All down by the banks of the river O-hi-o...
Page 9 - This was not very encouraging, but it was a poor night for the woods ; so our traveller persevered, and making so bold a push for the door that the lady was obliged to retreat a little, he entered, and said he would await her husband's coming. And in truth, he could scarcely blame the cool reception he had experienced, when he beheld the state of affairs within those muddy precincts. The room was large, but it swarmed with human beings. The huge open fire-place, with its hearth of rough stone, occupied...
Page 207 - Eyes which can but ill define Shapes that rise about and near, Through the far horizon's line Stretch a vision free and clear ; Memories feeble to retrace Yesterday's immediate flow, Find a dear familiar face In each hour of Long-ago. " Follow yon majestic train Down the slopes of old renown, Knightly forms without disdain, Sainted heads without a frown; Emperors of thought and hand Congregate, a glorious show, Met from every age and land In the plains of Long-ago. " As the heart of childhood brings...

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