Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 1; Volume 27, Issue 159

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Page 274 - Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho...
Page 198 - Let me fly, says little birdie, Mother, let me fly away. Birdie, rest a little longer, Till the little wings are stronger. So she rests a little longer, Then she flies away. What does little baby say, In her bed at peep of day ? Baby says, like little birdie, Let me rise and fly away.
Page 313 - I admire the truthfulness and candor of the greater portion of the witnesses who have testified in this case), — had I so interfered in behalf of the rich, the powerful, the intelligent, the so-called great, or in behalf of any of their friends, — either father, mother, brother, sister, wife, or children, or any of that class, — and suffered and sacrificed what I have in this interference, it would have been all right ; and every man in this court would have deemed it an act worthy of reward...
Page 313 - I believe that to have interfered as I have done, as I have always freely admitted I have done, in behalf of His despised poor, was not wrong, but right. Now, if it is deemed necessary that I should forfeit my life for the furtherance of the ends of justice, and mingle my blood further with the blood of my children, and with the blood of millions in this slave country whose rights are disregarded by wicked, cruel, and unjust enactments, I submit: so let it be done!
Page 340 - Now breaks, or now directs, th' intending Lines; Paints as you plant, and, as you work, designs. Still follow Sense, of ev'ry Art the Soul, Parts answ'ring parts shall slide into a whole, Spontaneous beauties all around advance, Start ev'n from Difficulty, strike from Chance; Nature shall join you; Time shall make it grow A Work to wonder at — perhaps a STOWE.
Page 107 - Oh dear! what can the matter be? Dear, dear! what can the tnatter be? Oh dear! what can- the matter be?
Page 403 - For who maketh thee to differ from another ? and what hast thou that thou didst not receive? now if thou didst receive it, why dost thou glory, as if thou hadst not received it?
Page 127 - Ye lie, ye lie, ye liar loud ! Sae loud I hear ye lie : For Percy had not men yestreen To dight my men and me. " But I have dream'da dreary dream, Beyond the Isle of Skye ; I saw a dead man win a fight, And I think that man was I.
Page 39 - Thou, Lord, in the beginning hast laid the foundation of the earth; And the heavens are the works of thine hands: They shall perish; but thou remainest; And they all shall wax old as doth a garment; And as a vesture shall thou fold them up, And they shall be changed: But thou art the same, And thy years shall not fail.
Page 313 - ... and suffered and sacrificed what I have in this interference, it would have been all right, and every man in this court would have deemed it an act worthy of reward rather than punishment This court acknowledges, as I suppose, the validity of the law of God.

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