A Memoir of Mrs. Susanna Rowson: With Elegant and Illustrative Extracts from Her Writings in Prose and Poetry

J. Munsell, 1870 - 212 ページ

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29 ページ - That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad.' ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in, stones, and good in every thing.
90 ページ - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe the' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
76 ページ - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us — And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
127 ページ - I'd have a private seat, Built uniform, not little, nor too great; Better if on a rising ground it stood ; On this side fields, on that a neighbouring wood.
138 ページ - Who wants, we freely give it No freeborn sailor yet had store, But cheerfully would lend it; And when 'tis gone, to sea for more— We earn it but to spend it Then drink round, my boys...
137 ページ - And though landsmen look pale, never heed 'em; But toss off a glass to a favorite lass, To America, commerce, and freedom! And when arrived in sight of land, Or safe in port rejoicing, Our ship we moor, our sails we hand, Whilst out the boat is hoisting.
138 ページ - Columbia's brave sons swore those rights to maintain, And o'er ocean and earth to establish her reign; United they cry. While that standard shall fly, Resolved, firm, and steady, We always are ready To fight, and to conquer, to conquer or die. Tho' Gallia through Europe has rushed like a flood.
135 ページ - To yield to power or mix with slaves. May smiling peace his steps attend, Each rising hour be crowned with joy, As blest as that when I again, Shall meet my much loved sailor boy.
189 ページ - WHILE through this changing world we roam, From infancy to age, Heaven is the Christian pilgrim's home, His rest at every stage. 2 Thither, his raptured thought ascends, Eternal joys to share ; There his adoring spirit bends, While here, he kneels in prayer. 3 From earth his freed affections rise, To fix on things above, Where all his hope of glory lies, — Where all is perfect love.
139 ページ - While by faction she's led, while she's governed by knaves, We court not her smiles, and will ne'er be her slaves ; Her threats we defy, While our standard shall fly, Resolved, firm, and steady, We always are ready To fight, and to conquer, to conquer or die. Tho...