The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volumen11

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Joseph Rogerson
 

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Página 273 - Did clap their bloody hands ; He nothing common did, or mean, Upon that memorable scene, But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try ; Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right, But bowed his comely head Down, as upon a bed.
Página 236 - I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree. Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.
Página 236 - Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
Página 269 - That the selectmen of every town in the several precincts and quarters where they dwell, shall have a vigilant eye over their brethren and neighbors, to see, first, that none of them shall suffer so much barbarism in any of their families, as not to endeavor to teach by themselves or others, their children and apprentices so much learning, as may enable them perfectly to read the English tongue...
Página 215 - ... desirous to excite men by his example, imposed on himself privations and mortifications of every kind; living in the open air, and devoting the days and nights to prayer and contemplation. After several years, however, being worn out with fatigue, he fell asleep against his will; and that he might faithfully observe his oath, which he thought he had violated, he cut off his eyelids, and threw them on the ground. Next day, having returned to the same spot, he found them changed into a shrub which...
Página 146 - Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watch-dog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
Página 155 - Heavens! what a goodly prospect spreads around. Of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, And glittering towns, and gilded streams, till all The stretching landscape into smoke decays!
Página 223 - Soldier, I am doing my duty, do you do yours ;' and with a still more exalted voice read on. The soldier, abashed, left the church.
Página 323 - This would excuse a pair of boots brought home two or three inches too long, although he had been measured for them. " Sir," said the haberdasher, " your throat is larger than that of other gentlemen." If he asked for a hat, the hatter would shake his head — " No, sir, your head is smaller than any ready-made hat : you must be measured.
Página 325 - is directed to a planter of the State of Virginia. I shall have it delivered to him, after the end of the war; till that time it shall not be opened.

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