Merry's Museum and Parley's Magazine, 31-32±ÇS.T. Allen & Company, 1856 |
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... Black Bear .162 A Clock that is a Clock 78 The Witch Rabbit ..163 Attempted Revolution 79 A Beautiful Sentiment . ..169 The Raining Tree . - Positive and Compar- New York State Internal Improvements ... 170 ative ... 86 The Falls of ...
... Black Bear .162 A Clock that is a Clock 78 The Witch Rabbit ..163 Attempted Revolution 79 A Beautiful Sentiment . ..169 The Raining Tree . - Positive and Compar- New York State Internal Improvements ... 170 ative ... 86 The Falls of ...
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... black , many - legged , and crawling monster , from beneath her tail . She picks it up and gives it a toss against the ground , with a nonchalant air to give him confidence . But no , the little staring wiseacre is not to be Black ...
... black , many - legged , and crawling monster , from beneath her tail . She picks it up and gives it a toss against the ground , with a nonchalant air to give him confidence . But no , the little staring wiseacre is not to be Black ...
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... Black - eyed Mary , or some other of his thousand and six young friends out West , has caught him by the button - hole , and refuses to let him go , or rather to come . So , in spite of all we can do , we are obliged to adjourn the ...
... Black - eyed Mary , or some other of his thousand and six young friends out West , has caught him by the button - hole , and refuses to let him go , or rather to come . So , in spite of all we can do , we are obliged to adjourn the ...
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... Black - eyed Mary's problem has done , to the intellectual and studious subscribers to the Museum . It was in February that the spright- ly Miss Mischief flung her apple ( appeal ) into the arena . And here it is , bandied about from ...
... Black - eyed Mary's problem has done , to the intellectual and studious subscribers to the Museum . It was in February that the spright- ly Miss Mischief flung her apple ( appeal ) into the arena . And here it is , bandied about from ...
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... Black - eyes and Greenpoint must look to it , and G. H. B. and E. P. S. must bestir them- selves , or they will all be hors de combat be- fore they are aware . NEW YORK , Nov. 24 , 1855 . MR . MERRY : -Although I have retired from the ...
... Black - eyes and Greenpoint must look to it , and G. H. B. and E. P. S. must bestir them- selves , or they will all be hors de combat be- fore they are aware . NEW YORK , Nov. 24 , 1855 . MR . MERRY : -Although I have retired from the ...
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68 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave! And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few, few, shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
68 ÆäÀÌÁö - When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry.
68 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred.
22 ÆäÀÌÁö - I loved the brimming wave that swam Thro' quiet meadows round the mill, The sleepy pool above the dam, The pool beneath it never still, The meal-sacks on the whiten'd floor, The dark round of the dripping wheel, The very air about the door Made misty with the floating meal.
109 ÆäÀÌÁö - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
52 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... the grand reformer of the age. From my spout, and such spouts as mine, must flow the stream that shall cleanse our earth of the vast portion of its crime and anguish, which has gushed from the fiery fountains of the still.
51 ÆäÀÌÁö - In the hot months, when its refreshment was most needed, the dust flew in clouds over the forgotten birthplace of the waters, now their grave. But, in the course of time, a Town Pump was sunk into the source of the ancient spring ; and when the first decayed, another took its place — and then another, and still another — till here stand I, gentlemen and ladies, to serve you with my iron goblet.
50 ÆäÀÌÁö - Go draw the cork, tip the decanter ; but when your great toe shall set you a-roaring, it will be no affair of mine. If gentlemen love the pleasant titillation of the gout, it is all one to the Town Pump. This thirsty dog, with his...
53 ÆäÀÌÁö - Dry work, this speechifying ; especially to an unpractised orator. I never conceived till now what toil the temperance lecturers undergo for my sake. Hereafter they shall have the business to themselves. Do, some kind Christian, pump a stroke or two, just to wet my whistle. Thank you, sir ! My dear hearers, when the world shall have been regenerated...
134 ÆäÀÌÁö - O house of Israel, cannot I do with you as this potter? saith the LORD. Behold, as the clay is in the potter's hand, so are ye in mine hand, O house of Israel.