Selections from the Miscellaneous Writings of Dr. George W. Bagby ...

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Whittet & Shepperson, 1885

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Page 364 - T is but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Page 342 - Westward the course of empire takes its way, The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Page 364 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore. Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee.
Page 364 - Union, strong and great ! Humanity, with all its fears, With all its hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate ! We know what Master laid thy keel, What workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat, Were shaped the anchors of thy hope.
Page 363 - I saw an emblem of the devouring activity, and ceaseless, restless, beating whirlpool of existence in the United States. But into the moonlight sky there rose a cloud of spray twice as high as the Falls themselves, silent, majestic, immovable.
Page 18 - He must now learn to cut jackets, play hard-ball, choose partners for cat and chermany, be kept in, fight every other day, and be turned out for painting his face with pokeberry juice and grinning at the school-master. After a good whipping from his father, who threatens to apprentice him to a carpenter, he enjoys his holiday by breaking colts and shooting field-larks in the daytime and by possum-hunting or listening to ghost-stories from the negroes in the night. Returning to school, he studies...
Page 181 - Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time Sarmatia fell unwept, without a crime ; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe...
Page 35 - Of this hot and touchy nature is the native Virginian. Further it is said of the boar : " He hath a knack, when stabbed, of running up the shaft of the spear, so as to gore his slayer even in his own death-pang." Am I treading upon dangerous ground? Be not disturbed. The Virginian is not going to run up the shaft of the spear; he is not going to gore his slayer, for he is not going to be slain. Not less brave than other men, he nevertheless objects to dying while there is anything left to live for...
Page 164 - I could not if I would, and would not if I could, harm any one through the mental method of Mind-healing, or in any manner.
Page 363 - I looked on that ever-changing movement, and listened to that everlasting roar, I saw an emblem of the devouring activity, and ceaseless, restless, beating whirlpool of existence in the United States. But into the moonlight sky there rose a cloud of spray twice as high as the Falls...

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