The Biglow PapersJohn Camden Hotten, 1859 - 175 страница |
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... young parishioner , Mr. Biglow , came to me and submitted to my animadversions the first of his poems which he intended to commit to the more hazardous trial of a city newspaper , it never so much as entered my imagination to conceive ...
... young parishioner , Mr. Biglow , came to me and submitted to my animadversions the first of his poems which he intended to commit to the more hazardous trial of a city newspaper , it never so much as entered my imagination to conceive ...
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... young Devotion learned to climb with ease The gnarly limbs of Scripture family - trees , And he was most commended and admired Who soonest to the topmost twig perspired ; Each name was called as many various ways As pleased INTRODUCTION .
... young Devotion learned to climb with ease The gnarly limbs of Scripture family - trees , And he was most commended and admired Who soonest to the topmost twig perspired ; Each name was called as many various ways As pleased INTRODUCTION .
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... it to say , that , whether not satisfied with such limited approba- tion as I could conscientiously bestow , or from a sense of natural inaptitude , I know not , certain - it is that my young friend could never be INTRODUCTION .
... it to say , that , whether not satisfied with such limited approba- tion as I could conscientiously bestow , or from a sense of natural inaptitude , I know not , certain - it is that my young friend could never be INTRODUCTION .
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James Russell Lowell. - it is that my young friend could never be in- duced to any further essays in this kind . He affirmed that it was to him like writing in a foreign tongue , that Mr. Pope's versification was like the regular ticking ...
James Russell Lowell. - it is that my young friend could never be in- duced to any further essays in this kind . He affirmed that it was to him like writing in a foreign tongue , that Mr. Pope's versification was like the regular ticking ...
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... young friend , Mr. Biglow , needed a monitory hand laid on his arm - aliquid sufflaminandus erat . I have never thought it good husbandry to water the tender plants of reform with aqua fortis , yet , where so much is to do in the beds ...
... young friend , Mr. Biglow , needed a monitory hand laid on his arm - aliquid sufflaminandus erat . I have never thought it good husbandry to water the tender plants of reform with aqua fortis , yet , where so much is to do in the beds ...
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Страница 33 - s thousands o' my mind. [The first recruiting sergeant on record I conceive to have been that individual who is mentioned in the Book of Job as going to and fro in the earth, and walking up and down in it.
Страница 28 - Tain't a-follerin' your bell-wethers Will excuse ye in His sight; Ef you take a sword an' dror it, An' go stick a feller thru, Guv'ment ain't to answer for it, God'll send the bill to you. Wut's the use o' meetin'-goin' Every Sabbath, wet or dry, Ef it's right to go amowin' ' Feller-men like oats an' rye ? I dunno but wut it's pooty Trainin' round in bobtail coats, — But it's curus Christian dooty This 'ere cuttin
Страница 194 - Zekle crep' up quite unbeknown An' peeked in thru' the winder, An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'ith no one nigh to hender. A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'. The wa'nut logs shot sparkles out Towards the pootiest, bless her, An' leetle flames danced all about The chiny on the dresser.
Страница 56 - Polk, you know, he is our country, An' the angel thet writes all our sins in a book Puts the debit to him, an' to us the per contry ; An' John P. Robinson he Sez this is his view o
Страница 32 - In the days o' seventy-six. Clang the bells in every steeple, Call all true men to disown The tradoocers of our people, The enslavers o' their own; '*> Let our dear old Bay State proudly Put the trumpet to her mouth, Let her ring this messidge loudly In the ears of all the South : — "I '11 return ye good fer evil Much ez we frail mortils can, But I wun't go help the Devil Makin' man the cus o' man ; Call me coward, call me trailer, Jest ez suits your mean idees, — "5° Here I stand a tyrant-hater,...
Страница 97 - Ez long ez, like a lumberman, I git jest wut I axes; I go free-trade thru thick an' thin, Because it kind o' rouses The folks to vote, — an' keeps us in Our quiet custom-houses.
Страница 96 - But libbaty's a kind o' thing Thet don't agree with niggers. I du believe the people want A tax on teas an...
Страница 44 - A sort o' folks a chap could kill an' never dream on 't arter, No more 'na feller 'd dream o' pigs thet he hed hed to slarter ; I 'd an idee thet they were built arter the darkle fashion all, An
Страница 100 - 11 keep the people in blindness, — • Thet we the Mexicuns can thrash Right inter brotherly kindness, Thet bombshells, grape, an' powder 'n' ball Air good-will's strongest magnets, Thet peace, to make it stick at all, Must be druv in with bagnets. In short, I firmly du believe In Humbug generally, Fer it 'aa thing thet I perceive To hev a solid vally ; This heth my faithful shepherd ben, In pasturs sweet heth led me, An' this '11 keep the people green To feed ez they hev fed me.
Страница 56 - Parson Wilbur sez he never heerd in his life Thet th' Apostles rigged out in their swaller-tail coats, An' marched round in front of a drum an' a fife, To git some on 'em office, and some on 'em votes; But John P.