A New England ReaderVan Wyck Brooks New England literature from William Bradford to the poems of Robert Lowell. |
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... carry it in no time . Only one doubt occurred , one staggering objec- tion , he had no carpet - bag , no visible pockets , no hands , not so much as a mouth , to carry a letter . But , after much thought and many experiments , we ...
... carry it in no time . Only one doubt occurred , one staggering objec- tion , he had no carpet - bag , no visible pockets , no hands , not so much as a mouth , to carry a letter . But , after much thought and many experiments , we ...
Page 285
... carried at the head of every procession and hung on the wall of every hut and hovel , as it is still wherever the Greek Church goes . In the year 610 , when Heraclius sailed from Carthage to dethrone Phocas at Constantinople , his ships ...
... carried at the head of every procession and hung on the wall of every hut and hovel , as it is still wherever the Greek Church goes . In the year 610 , when Heraclius sailed from Carthage to dethrone Phocas at Constantinople , his ships ...
Page 395
... carried way- farers across on his broad shoulders . One night the big fellow was asleep in his cabin when he heard ... carry the divine word of that Holy Child across the mighty ocean to countries steeped in heathen darkness . Many years ...
... carried way- farers across on his broad shoulders . One night the big fellow was asleep in his cabin when he heard ... carry the divine word of that Holy Child across the mighty ocean to countries steeped in heathen darkness . Many years ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
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