The Linwoods: Or, "Sixty Years Since" in America, Volume 1

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Harper & Brothers, 1835 - American literature - 944 pages
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Page 32 - The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 121 - If he is a benefactor who makes two blades of grass grow where but one grew before, Kisel certainly is, while he produces smiles where rugged toil and want have stamped a scowl of discontent.
Page 115 - Happy prince, worthy to begin with splendor or to close with glory a race of patriots and of kings, and to leave A name, which every wind to heaven would bear, Which men to speak, and angels joy to hear...
Page 143 - A slight westerly breeze was now rising, which lifted and wafted the fog so that half the width of the river was suddenly unveiled, and Eliot descried a boat making towards the glen. ' By Heaven ! there they are ! ' he exclaimed ; ' follow me, Kisel ; ' and without entering the house, he ran to the stable close by. Fortunately, often having had occasion, during his visits at the glen, to bestow his own horse, he was familiar with the
Page 13 - Yes, miss, two of my poster'ty—my grandmother and aunt Venus." Isabella repressed a smile, and said, with unaffected seriousness, " it was a shocking business, Bessie—a hundred and fifty poor wretches sacrificed, I have heard papa say. Is it true, Jupe, that their ghosts walk about here, and have been seen many a time when it was so dark you could not see your hand before your face ?"
Page 18 - Then dashing down the cards, he turned and kissed Bessie's reddening cheek, saying, " Let others wait on fortune, Effie, I'll carve my own.
Page 143 - ... wavy lines and natural terraces beyond Cold Spring, and the mass of rocks and pines of Constitution Island, were wrapped in sad-colored uniform, Eliot shrunk from the influence of the general desolateness, and became impatient of his voluntary watch. " One after another the kindly-beaming home lights shot forth from hill and valley, and Eliot's eye catching that which flashed from Mr. Ruthven's window, he determined on a reconnoitre; and passing in front of the house he saw Washington and his...
Page 191 - Pray tell me, Captain Lee," asked Isabella, " is your sister such a worshipper of nature as she used to be ? it seemed to be an innate love with her.
Page 143 - ... dropped from ledge to ledge with the regularity of a water-clock ; the ripple of the waves as they broke on the rocky points of the shore, or softly kissed its pebbly margin ; and the voice of the tiny stream, that gliding down a dark, deep, and almost hidden channel in the rocks, disappeared, and welled up again in the centre of the turfy slope, stole over it, and trickled down the lower ledge of granite to the river. Tradition has named this little green shelf on the rocks
Page 147 - I now see where I erred yesterday. It did not occur to me that there could be a plot without my friend being accessory to it. I did not err in trusting him. This war has cost me dear; but, thank Heaven, it has not shaken, but fortified, my confidence in human virtue!" Washington then proceeded to inquire into the occurrences at the glen after he left there, and ended with giving Eliot a note to deliver to Mr. Ruthven, which proved a healing balm to the good man's wounds. Our revolutionary contest,...