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... least of the Constitution ; submitting all his acts to the sanction of Congress , of the Supreme Court . At once singularly like and singularly unlike the only man who can be paralleled with him - Wash- ington . Like him in all his ...
... least of the Constitution ; submitting all his acts to the sanction of Congress , of the Supreme Court . At once singularly like and singularly unlike the only man who can be paralleled with him - Wash- ington . Like him in all his ...
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... least , most efficiently seconded , few great writers have ever owed less to subordinates , in the conduct of their general policy , than Mr. Lincoln , - Washington beyond all doubt incompa- rably more . And this result is achieved ...
... least , most efficiently seconded , few great writers have ever owed less to subordinates , in the conduct of their general policy , than Mr. Lincoln , - Washington beyond all doubt incompa- rably more . And this result is achieved ...
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... least that it is not impossible that he may . own . ANDREW JOHNSON , of Tennessee , a North Carolinian by birth ( born 1808 ) , forms no exception to the rule which has so far assigned to the South ( but , with one exception , to its ...
... least that it is not impossible that he may . own . ANDREW JOHNSON , of Tennessee , a North Carolinian by birth ( born 1808 ) , forms no exception to the rule which has so far assigned to the South ( but , with one exception , to its ...
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... least , he would know my mother's son in me ; and , could I no otherwise ransom him , I would ply the oar in his stead . " " A fine exchange for my mother and me , " gloomily laughed Ebbo , " to lose thee , my sublimated self , for a ...
... least , he would know my mother's son in me ; and , could I no otherwise ransom him , I would ply the oar in his stead . " " A fine exchange for my mother and me , " gloomily laughed Ebbo , " to lose thee , my sublimated self , for a ...
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... least I had made an end of thee , " he muttered , unheard by Friedel , who , intent on the thought that had recurred to him with greater vividness than ever , was again filling Ebbo's helmet with water . He refreshed the dying man's ...
... least I had made an end of thee , " he muttered , unheard by Friedel , who , intent on the thought that had recurred to him with greater vividness than ever , was again filling Ebbo's helmet with water . He refreshed the dying man's ...
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Page 208 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
Page 61 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, " Place me in the barge,
Page 452 - Yes, thou art gone ! and round me too the night In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade. I see her veil draw soft across the day, I feel her slowly chilling breath invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with...
Page 452 - O Thyrsis, still our tree is there ! — Ah, vain ! These English fields, this upland dim, These brambles pale with mist engarlanded, That lone, sky-pointing tree, are not for him ; To a boon southern country he is fled, And now in happier air, Wandering with the great Mother's train divine (And purer or more subtle soul than thee, I trow, the mighty Mother doth not see) Within a folding of the Apennine...
Page 166 - This greatest of civil wars was not gradually developed by popular commotion, tumultuous assemblies, or local unorganized insurrections. However long may have been its previous conception, it nevertheless sprung forth suddenly from the parent brain, a Minerva in the full panoply of war. The President was bound to meet it in the shape it presented itself, without waiting for Congress to baptize it with a name ; and no name given to it by him or them could change the fact.
Page 453 - What though the music of thy rustic flute Kept not for long its happy, country tone, Lost it too soon, and learnt a stormy note, Of men contention-tost...
Page 201 - Beautiful ! my Country ! ours once more ! Smoothing thy gold of war-dishevelled hair O'er such sweet brows as never other Wore, And letting thy set lips, Freed from wrath's pale eclipse, The rosy edges of their smile lay bare, What words divine of lover or of poet Could tell our love and make thee know it, Among the Nations bright beyond compare ? What were our lives without thee ? What all our lives to save thee ? We reck not what we gave thee ; We will not dare to doubt thee, But ask whatever else,...
Page 232 - CONSIDER. Consider The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief: — We are as they; Like them we fade away, As doth a leaf. Consider The sparrows of the air of small account: Our God doth view Whether they fall or mount, — He guards us too. Consider The lilies that do neither spin nor toil, Yet are most fair: — What profits all this care And all this coil?
Page 357 - ... the organ be ever useful to an animal under changing conditions of life, then the difficulty of believing that a perfect and complex eye could be formed by natural selection, though insuperable by our imagination, can hardly be considered real.
Page 453 - Here cam'st thou in thy jocund youthful time, Here was thine height of strength, thy golden prime ! And still the haunt beloved a virtue yields.