A New England ReaderVan Wyck Brooks New England literature from William Bradford to the poems of Robert Lowell. |
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... hold . My love is such that Rivers cannot quench , Nor ought but love from thee , give recompence . Thy love is such I can no way repay , The heavens reward thee manifold I pray . Then while we live , in love lets so persever , That ...
... hold . My love is such that Rivers cannot quench , Nor ought but love from thee , give recompence . Thy love is such I can no way repay , The heavens reward thee manifold I pray . Then while we live , in love lets so persever , That ...
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... Hold ! hold ! " cried he , with a tremulous attempt to laugh ; for he was ashamed of his fears , although they overmastered him . “ Don't , for mercy's sake , bring out your Devil now ! " " Man ! " sternly replied Ethan Brand , " what ...
... Hold ! hold ! " cried he , with a tremulous attempt to laugh ; for he was ashamed of his fears , although they overmastered him . “ Don't , for mercy's sake , bring out your Devil now ! " " Man ! " sternly replied Ethan Brand , " what ...
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... hold . I always kept a quantity of ammunition within reach in the hold and in the cabin and in the forepeak , so that retreating to any of these places I could " hold the fort " simply by shooting up through the deck .. • On the morning ...
... hold . I always kept a quantity of ammunition within reach in the hold and in the cabin and in the forepeak , so that retreating to any of these places I could " hold the fort " simply by shooting up through the deck .. • On the morning ...
Contents
The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
Copyright | |
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