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... thou- sand dollars fees , in two and a half dollars for each cause put on the calendar . This business must , of course , be done . It is brief , and pays well . As for litigated causes , they are long and tedious . They must be ...
... thou- sand dollars fees , in two and a half dollars for each cause put on the calendar . This business must , of course , be done . It is brief , and pays well . As for litigated causes , they are long and tedious . They must be ...
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... thou- sand dollars , without any disbursements . This is the most debasing , and not the cheapest , mode of paying the justices . This , however , is not the fault of the justices , but of the law . We have now in our mind's eye one ...
... thou- sand dollars , without any disbursements . This is the most debasing , and not the cheapest , mode of paying the justices . This , however , is not the fault of the justices , but of the law . We have now in our mind's eye one ...
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... thou dost speak , And how thou keep'st the burning passions cool ! And these the grateful maxims of thy school : To suffer wrong with calm inanity , Of good or bad alike to be the tool ; Now in the ranks of foul profanity , And now a ...
... thou dost speak , And how thou keep'st the burning passions cool ! And these the grateful maxims of thy school : To suffer wrong with calm inanity , Of good or bad alike to be the tool ; Now in the ranks of foul profanity , And now a ...
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... thou sing of her mountains stupendous , Her valleys rich blooming , and verdure profuse , The roar of her torrents , sublime and tremendous , Her fountains soft - gushing , or rivers diffuse , Of primeval forest or wide prairie blazing ...
... thou sing of her mountains stupendous , Her valleys rich blooming , and verdure profuse , The roar of her torrents , sublime and tremendous , Her fountains soft - gushing , or rivers diffuse , Of primeval forest or wide prairie blazing ...
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... thou bear'st a brave annal On brown root , and stem , And thy heart was a casket For Liberty's gem . Speak out in thy wisdom , Oracular tree ! And we and our children Will listen to thee ; For the lore of the aged Is dear in our eyes ...
... thou bear'st a brave annal On brown root , and stem , And thy heart was a casket For Liberty's gem . Speak out in thy wisdom , Oracular tree ! And we and our children Will listen to thee ; For the lore of the aged Is dear in our eyes ...
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Page 376 - And with them the Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Page 13 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child.
Page 13 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My...
Page 554 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union : on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent ; on a land rent with civil feuds or drenched it may be in fraternal blood...
Page 77 - THE night is come, but not too soon ; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or heaven, But the cold light of stars ; And the first watch of night is given To the red planet Mars.
Page 96 - Flush'd with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain; Bacchus...
Page 121 - The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Page 13 - Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. 'They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Page 287 - THE time is now near at hand which must probably determine whether Americans are to be freemen or slaves ; whether they are to have any property they can call their own ; whether their houses and farms are to be pillaged and destroyed, and themselves consigned to a state of wretchedness from which no human efforts will deliver them. The fate of unborn millions will now depend, under God, on the courage and conduct of this army.
Page 97 - Your nuts in oak-tree cleft? — 'For wine, for wine we left our kernel tree; For wine we left our heath, and yellow brooms, And cold mushrooms; For wine we follow Bacchus through the earth; Great God of breathless cups and chirping mirth! Come hither, lady fair, and joined be To our mad minstrelsy!