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518 Epigram on a Hen - pecked Husband who opposed his Wife's devotion to
Literature ..... 563 Remorse . By Miss Marion Horton ...... ........ 113 F. Reflection on
the Deceitful Appearance of Human Affairs ... 232 Forget Me . By a Southern
Lady ...
518 Epigram on a Hen - pecked Husband who opposed his Wife's devotion to
Literature ..... 563 Remorse . By Miss Marion Horton ...... ........ 113 F. Reflection on
the Deceitful Appearance of Human Affairs ... 232 Forget Me . By a Southern
Lady ...
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... very much , my dear Louisa , Chapman of the “ Kentucky's is fast raising his
steam if you would procure a teacher for my children . I and our fears , as the
strise of speed waxes warmer . should prefer a lady , on account of my loneliness
since ...
... very much , my dear Louisa , Chapman of the “ Kentucky's is fast raising his
steam if you would procure a teacher for my children . I and our fears , as the
strise of speed waxes warmer . should prefer a lady , on account of my loneliness
since ...
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By a Virginia Lady ... .190 14. Aostrian Censor of the Press .. .182 32. Christmas
Ode to my Mother . Written at Ballston Spa , 12. The Truce Ground . A Tale of the
Revolutionary by a young Lady ..... .202 War Scene in South Carolina , during ...
By a Virginia Lady ... .190 14. Aostrian Censor of the Press .. .182 32. Christmas
Ode to my Mother . Written at Ballston Spa , 12. The Truce Ground . A Tale of the
Revolutionary by a young Lady ..... .202 War Scene in South Carolina , during ...
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Be cautious , lady , " she whispered , “ all in this The fangs of the destroyer
seemed to be in my heart ; house , except me , are friends of your persecutor ,
and but God's mercy preserved me to mourn over my past Butler's folks hang
round the ...
Be cautious , lady , " she whispered , “ all in this The fangs of the destroyer
seemed to be in my heart ; house , except me , are friends of your persecutor ,
and but God's mercy preserved me to mourn over my past Butler's folks hang
round the ...
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the destined victim of her denied fondness and defealed “ Should the Lord
Edacer come , my lady , he may confidence , we behold her in an attitude - 10 her
, one of seek you to thank you for the lustres ? ” the most unwonted , but , at the
same ...
the destined victim of her denied fondness and defealed “ Should the Lord
Edacer come , my lady , he may confidence , we behold her in an attitude - 10 her
, one of seek you to thank you for the lustres ? ” the most unwonted , but , at the
same ...
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Página 204 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
Página 130 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Página 195 - We see in needle-works and embroideries, it is more pleasing to have a lively work upon a sad and solemn ground, than to have a dark and melancholy work upon a lightsome ground : judge therefore of the pleasure of the heart by the pleasure of the eye. Certainly virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when they are incensed or crushed: for Prosperity doth best discover vice, but Adversity doth best discover virtue.
Página 280 - Wherefore, that here we may briefly end, of Law there can be no less acknowledged than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world; all things in heaven• and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power...
Página 147 - And though all the winds of doctrine were let loose to play upon the earth, so Truth be in the field, we do injuriously by licensing and prohibiting to misdoubt her strength. Let her and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?
Página 284 - Father, who wouldest not the death of a sinner but rather that he should turn from his wickedness and live...
Página 21 - For my name and memory, I leave it to men's charitable speeches, and to foreign nations, and to the next age.
Página 130 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight. Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Página 88 - The various off rings of the world appear; From each she nicely culls with curious toil, And decks the Goddess with the glitt'ring spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks. And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The Tortoise here and Elephant unite. Transform 'd to combs, the speckled, and the white. Here files of pins extend their shining rows, Puffs, Powders, Patches, Bibles, Billet-doux.
Página 130 - The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye, As the perfumed tincture of the roses ; Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses ; But, for their virtue* only is their show, They live unwoo'd, and unrespected fade ; Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so ; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made : And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall fade, my verse distils your truth.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | Southern Literary Messenger, Volumen4 Volúmenes438-441 de American periodical series, 1800-1850 |
| Editor | T.W. White, 1838 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 12 Mar 2007 |
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