The Oak-openings: Or, The Bee-hunter, Volum 1Hurd and Houghton, 1871 - 456 pàgines |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 193 - God shall wound the head of his enemies, and the hairy scalp of such a one as goeth on still in his wickedness.
Pàgina 307 - And in her fifteenth year became a bride, Marrying an only son, Francesco Doria, Her playmate from her birth, and her first love.
Pàgina 9 - HOW doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...
Pàgina 185 - Bear through sorrow, wrong, and ruth, In thy heart the dew of youth, On thy lips the smile of truth. O, that dew, like balm, shall steal Into wounds, that cannot heal, Even as sleep our eyes doth seal ; And that smile, like sunshine, dart Into many a sunless heart, For a smile of God thou art.
Pàgina 352 - One nation or the other must be destroyed. I am a red man ; my heart tells me that the pale-faces should die. They are on strange huntinggrounds, not the red men.
Pàgina 82 - ... played! There oft a restless Indian queen (Pale Shebah with her braided hair) And many a barbarous form is seen To chide the man that lingers there. By midnight moons, o'er moistening dews; In habit for the chase arrayed, The hunter still the deer pursues, The hunter and the deer— a shade! And long shall timorous Fancy see The painted chief, and pointed spear, And Reason's self shall bow the knee To shadows and delusions here.
Pàgina 398 - Thou, to whom every faun and satyr flies For willing service; whether to surprise The squatted hare while in half sleeping fit; Or upward ragged precipices flit To save poor lambkins from the eagle's maw; Or by mysterious enticement draw Bewildered shepherds to their path again; Or to tread breathless round the frothy main, And gather up all fancifullest shells For thee to tumble into Naiads...
Pàgina 126 - He turned him round and fled amain With hurry and dash to the beach again ; He twisted over from side to side, And laid his cheek to the cleaving tide. The strokes of his plunging arms are fleet, And with all his might he flings his feet, But the water-sprites are round him still, To cross his path and work him ill.
Pàgina 112 - Is heard the splash of the sturgeon's leap, And the bend of his graceful bow is seen, — A glittering arch of silver sheen, Spanning the wave of burnished blue, And dripping with gems of the river-dew.
Pàgina 22 - How skilfully she builds her cell! How neat she spreads the wax ! And labours hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes. In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play Let my first years be past, That I may give for every day Some good account at last.