Incidents in White Mountain History: Containing Facts Relating to the Discovery and Settlement of the Mountains, Indian History and Traditions, a Minute and Authentic Account of the Destruction of the Willey Family, Geology and Temperature of the Mountains; Together with Numerous Anecdotes Illustrating Life in the Back Woods |
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Page 48
... living , that were to shift for themselves , would runne away and let them dy , and let their carkases ly above the ground without buriall . For , in a place where many inhabited , there hath been but one left alive to tell what became ...
... living , that were to shift for themselves , would runne away and let them dy , and let their carkases ly above the ground without buriall . For , in a place where many inhabited , there hath been but one left alive to tell what became ...
Page 49
... living east of the Penobscot , had attacked by surprise , and destroyed with all his family . " Great dis- sensions had immediately followed among the different tribes , who were engaged in a destructive war with each other , when the ...
... living east of the Penobscot , had attacked by surprise , and destroyed with all his family . " Great dis- sensions had immediately followed among the different tribes , who were engaged in a destructive war with each other , when the ...
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... it is impossible to learn . Hardly a town but contains some stream or mountain bearing their name . Some- times we find two living together , but not often . " Alone , ( how glorious to be free ! 6 INCIDENTS IN WHITE MOUNTAIN HISTORY . 61.
... it is impossible to learn . Hardly a town but contains some stream or mountain bearing their name . Some- times we find two living together , but not often . " Alone , ( how glorious to be free ! 6 INCIDENTS IN WHITE MOUNTAIN HISTORY . 61.
Page 68
... living thing . The eagle is the only bird of heaven that sees himself reflected in its bosom . We drank of it several times , and if it is not the Castalian spring , and we were not impelled by classic thirst , but the cravings of ...
... living thing . The eagle is the only bird of heaven that sees himself reflected in its bosom . We drank of it several times , and if it is not the Castalian spring , and we were not impelled by classic thirst , but the cravings of ...
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... living , fresh in summer , but dried and smoked in winter . Salt was very At one time Capt . Rosebrook was compelled to go on foot to Haverhill , a distance of eighty miles , the whole distance through the trackless wilderness ...
... living , fresh in summer , but dried and smoked in winter . Salt was very At one time Capt . Rosebrook was compelled to go on foot to Haverhill , a distance of eighty miles , the whole distance through the trackless wilderness ...
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Page 136 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Page 297 - Uprear'd of human hands. Come and compare Columns and idol-dwellings, Goth or Greek, With Nature's realms of worship, earth and air, Nor fix on fond abodes to circumscribe thy prayer.
Page 122 - Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and meted out heaven with the span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance?
Page 159 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made: But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Page 143 - Go, call thy sons; instruct them what a debt They owe their ancestors; and make them swear To pay it, by transmitting down entire Those sacred rights to which themselves were born.
Page 196 - His house was known to all the vagrant train; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain; The long-remembered beggar was his guest, Whose beard descending swept his aged breast...
Page 156 - The rocks proclaim the approaching Deity. Lo, earth receives him from the bending skies ! Sink down, ye mountains ; and ye valleys, rise ! With heads declined, ye cedars, homage pay ; Be smooth, ye rocks ; ye rapid floods, give way. The Saviour comes ! by ancient bards foretold ! Hear Him, ye deaf; and all ye blind, behold ! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eyeball pour the day: 'Tis he the obstructed paths of sound shall clear, And bid new music charm th...
Page 34 - Ere long they come, where that same wicked wight His dwelling has, low in an hollow cave, Far underneath a craggy cliff ypight...
Page 266 - And a thousand dreamy fancies into busy being start : And a thousand recollections weave their bright hues into woof, As I listen to the patter of the soft rain on the roof.
Page 52 - A yell the dead might wake to hear Swelled on the night air, far and clear, — Then smote the Indian tomahawk On crashing door and shattering lock, — Then rang the rifle-shot, — and then The shrill death-scream of stricken men, — Sank the red axe in woman's brain, And childhood's cry arose in vain, — Bursting through roof and window came, Red, fast, and fierce, the kindled flame; And blended fire and moonlight glared On still dead men and weapons bared.