The Journal of the International Brotherhood of Boiler Makers, Iron Ship Builders, and Helpers of America, Volumen24

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The Brotherhood, 1912

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Página 307 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Página 577 - I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to succeed, but I am bound to live up to what light I have. I must stand with anybody that stands right; stand with him while he is right, and part with him when he goes wrong.
Página 307 - As one may see the burthened bee forth issue from the rose. Affections are as thoughts to her, the measures of her hours ; Her feelings have the fragrancy, the freshness of young flowers...
Página 605 - June 25, 1868, constituted, on and after that date, eight hours a day's work for all laborers, workmen, and mechanics employed by or on behalf of the Government of the United States, and repealed all acts and parts of acts inconsistent therewith: Now, therefore, I, Ulysses S.
Página 307 - I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon; To whom the better elements And kindly stars have given A form so fair, that, like the air, Tis less of earth than heaven.
Página 51 - I pray not that thou shouldst take them out of the world, but that thou shouldst keep them from the evil.
Página 130 - And such the trust that still were mine, Though stormy winds swept o'er the brine, Or though the tempest's fiery breath Roused me from sleep to wreck and death.
Página 307 - Poor Indeed thou must be, if around thee Thou no ray of light and joy canst throw — If no silken cord of love hath bound thee To some little world through weal and woe...
Página 308 - Heaven is not reached at a single bound ; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round.
Página 308 - We rise by the things that are under feet ; By what we have mastered of good and gain; By the pride deposed and the passion slain, And the vanquished ills that we hourly meet.

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