The Canadian Magazine, Том 15J. Gordon Mowat, John Alexander Cooper, Newton MacTavish Ontario Publishing Company, Limited, 1900 |
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... Soon after passing the town of Brock- ville , the vessel enters the first of a long series of rapids . The passage by steamship through the churning , foaming breakers is certainly a most novel experience ; but there is little danger ...
... Soon after passing the town of Brock- ville , the vessel enters the first of a long series of rapids . The passage by steamship through the churning , foaming breakers is certainly a most novel experience ; but there is little danger ...
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... Soon as the woods on shore look dim , We'll sing at St. Anne's our parting hymn . Row , brothers , row , the stream runs fast , The Rapids are near and the daylight's past . ' " " The Ottawa is a majestic stream , one of the most ...
... Soon as the woods on shore look dim , We'll sing at St. Anne's our parting hymn . Row , brothers , row , the stream runs fast , The Rapids are near and the daylight's past . ' " " The Ottawa is a majestic stream , one of the most ...
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... soon must to the grave , - Be't so , the grave is rest ! " Answers the mountain crest : " The grave is rest ! " A tear rolls down the cavalier's cheek , A tear that tells of woe : And if in the grave alone is rest , Then I to the grave ...
... soon must to the grave , - Be't so , the grave is rest ! " Answers the mountain crest : " The grave is rest ! " A tear rolls down the cavalier's cheek , A tear that tells of woe : And if in the grave alone is rest , Then I to the grave ...
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... soon , rolling themselves up in their blankets , courted slumber . The wooing was not long with Mr. Atkins and soon the simmering , heaving , fretful pulsations of a sleeping army was heard on all sides . I was not well pleased with our ...
... soon , rolling themselves up in their blankets , courted slumber . The wooing was not long with Mr. Atkins and soon the simmering , heaving , fretful pulsations of a sleeping army was heard on all sides . I was not well pleased with our ...
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... soon see the King in His beauty and the Land that is very far off . As we leave the shrine of St. Anne , a party of pilgrims are climbing the scala - sancta , or holy stair , on their knees , and chanting a hymn to the Saint as they ...
... soon see the King in His beauty and the Land that is very far off . As we leave the shrine of St. Anne , a party of pilgrims are climbing the scala - sancta , or holy stair , on their knees , and chanting a hymn to the Saint as they ...
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