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... passing mental agony ! My twin - brother WILLIS may his ashes repose in peace in his early , his untimely grave ! and myself , when we were very little boys in the country , saw , one bright June day , far up in the blue sky , a paper ...
... passing mental agony ! My twin - brother WILLIS may his ashes repose in peace in his early , his untimely grave ! and myself , when we were very little boys in the country , saw , one bright June day , far up in the blue sky , a paper ...
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... passed the bed - room where his little boy slept , he thought he would look in upon him before retiring to rest . He crept to his low cot and bent over him . A big tear had stolen down the boy's cheek , and rested upon it ; but he was ...
... passed the bed - room where his little boy slept , he thought he would look in upon him before retiring to rest . He crept to his low cot and bent over him . A big tear had stolen down the boy's cheek , and rested upon it ; but he was ...
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... passed quickly away , and was suc- ceeded by the cold , unmeaning glare , and the wild tossing of the fevered limbs , which lasted until death came to his relief . Two days afterward , the undertaker came with the little coffin , and ...
... passed quickly away , and was suc- ceeded by the cold , unmeaning glare , and the wild tossing of the fevered limbs , which lasted until death came to his relief . Two days afterward , the undertaker came with the little coffin , and ...
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... for ' em ! WE passed an hour in the Sing - Sing State - Prison the other day ; and while regarding with irresistible sympathy the wretched inmates , we could not help thinking how 34 A SCENE AT SING - SING PRISON . little 2 *
... for ' em ! WE passed an hour in the Sing - Sing State - Prison the other day ; and while regarding with irresistible sympathy the wretched inmates , we could not help thinking how 34 A SCENE AT SING - SING PRISON . little 2 *
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... passed on a hill , within the domain of the guard , the Prison Potter's - Field , where lie , undistinguished by head - stone or any other mark , the bones of those who had little else to lay there , when their life of suffering was ...
... passed on a hill , within the domain of the guard , the Prison Potter's - Field , where lie , undistinguished by head - stone or any other mark , the bones of those who had little else to lay there , when their life of suffering was ...
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Page 97 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
Page 285 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
Page 139 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow, The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Page 85 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: — the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Page 56 - O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still...
Page 48 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Page 63 - Thou hast clothed me, warmed and fed me, Listen to my evening prayer. Let my sins be all forgiven ! Bless the friends I love so well ! Take me, when I die, to heaven, Happy there with thee to dwell ! VI.
Page 184 - SEAWEED WHEN descends on the Atlantic The gigantic Storm-wind of the equinox, Landward in his wrath he scourges The toiling surges, Laden with seaweed from the rocks: From Bermuda's reefs; from edges Of sunken ledges, In some far-off, bright Azore ; From Bahama, and the dashing, Silver-flashing Surges of San Salvador...
Page 141 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
Page 56 - But, O, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.