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Page 97 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Page 135 - Sad is my fate! said the heart-broken stranger, The wild deer and wolf to a covert can flee; But I have no refuge from famine and danger, — A home and a country remain not to me.
Page 136 - Erin my country ! though sad and forsaken, In dreams I revisit thy sea-beaten shore ; But alas ! in a far foreign land I awaken, And sigh for the friends who can meet me no more ! Oh cruel fate! wilt thou never replace me In a mansion of peace — where no perils can chase me?
Page 103 - starve on, while prudent I Snug in my nest shall live, and snug shall die." There stood the infidel of modern breed, Blest vegetation of infernal seed, Alike no Deist, and no Christian, he; But from all principle, all virtue, free. To him all things the same, as good or evil; Jehovah, Jove, the Lama, or the Devil Mohammed's braying, or Isaiah's lays; The Indian's powaws, or the Christian's praise. With him all natural desires are good; His* thirst for stews; the Mohawk's thirst for blood: Made, not...
Page 136 - Why did it dote on a fast-fading treasure ? Tears, like the rain-drops, may fall without measure, But rapture and beauty they cannot recall...
Page 133 - Then cnrs'd his pride, and then her flowing tear ; Then with a look would sometimes pass her door, Then rarely came, and, finally, — no more.
Page viii - The same sun which shines on the Old World illumines the New. . . . The Americans eat, drink, walk, sleep, study, and think, in the same manner as English men.
Page viii - The well-educated young men of this country are as susceptible of fine emotions, and as capable of accurate description, as any of the specimens of English nobility which have been presented to us, in the persons of their polite travellers.