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... head and body , Jefferson all the while stand- ing guard with his revolver . It took the doctor over twenty minutes to bind up the wounds in a hasty manner , and all this time the self- appointed guardian of the African refused to allow ...
... head and body , Jefferson all the while stand- ing guard with his revolver . It took the doctor over twenty minutes to bind up the wounds in a hasty manner , and all this time the self- appointed guardian of the African refused to allow ...
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... head , heart and hand of ignorant negroes ? No , sir . He would say to me , in tenderest sympathy : ' Inasmuch as you have done it unto one of these , the least of all my brethren , you have done it unto me . ' Mr. Durham , " and the ...
... head , heart and hand of ignorant negroes ? No , sir . He would say to me , in tenderest sympathy : ' Inasmuch as you have done it unto one of these , the least of all my brethren , you have done it unto me . ' Mr. Durham , " and the ...
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... head bowed in his hands . There had come to his mind a picture of a wounded , half - dead negro whom he had ignored a few days before , and as he thought of it he recalled an old story about a wounded man who lay on the roadside between ...
... head bowed in his hands . There had come to his mind a picture of a wounded , half - dead negro whom he had ignored a few days before , and as he thought of it he recalled an old story about a wounded man who lay on the roadside between ...
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... head . " Don't let Miss Ashley hear you make any such statement or she will cut you dead . " Florence Ashley and Rose Atkinson were engaged in a lively conversation at the other end of the room . Jefferson was looking in their direction ...
... head . " Don't let Miss Ashley hear you make any such statement or she will cut you dead . " Florence Ashley and Rose Atkinson were engaged in a lively conversation at the other end of the room . Jefferson was looking in their direction ...
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... head and a low forehead , a sort of human bulldog . Jefferson , a much younger man by ten years or more , towered above him in height , broad - shouldered , open - faced , commanding . Legree recovered himself , and frowned darkly as he ...
... head and a low forehead , a sort of human bulldog . Jefferson , a much younger man by ten years or more , towered above him in height , broad - shouldered , open - faced , commanding . Legree recovered himself , and frowned darkly as he ...
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Page 303 - For life is the mirror of king and slave, 'Tis just what we are and do; Then give to the world the best you have And the best will come back to you.
Page 290 - O Death ! the poor man's dearest friend, The kindest and the best ! Welcome the hour my aged limbs Are laid with thee at rest ! The great, the wealthy, fear thy blow, From pomp and pleasure torn ; But, Oh ! a blest relief to those That weary-laden mourn ! A PRAYER, IN THE PROSPECT OF DEATH.
Page 104 - BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again just for to-night ! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore ; Kiss from my forhead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair ; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep ; — Rock me to sleep, mother — rock me to sleep ! Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
Page 252 - To plague the inventor: This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Page 162 - What I tell you in the darkness, speak ye in the light; and what ye hear in the ear, proclaim upon the house-tops. And be not afraid of them that kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him who is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.
Page 252 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
Page 97 - ... God has laid at the doors of the South, you shall have at all times the patient, sympathetic help of my race ; only let this be constantly in mind, that, while from representations in these buildings of the product of field, of forest, of mine, of factory, letters, and art, much good will come, yet far above and beyond material benefits will be that higher good, that, let us pray God, will come, in a blotting out of sectional differences and racial animosities and suspicions, in a determination...
Page 70 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Page 128 - Lord : my goodness extendeth not to thee ; 3 But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight. 4 Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips.
Page 47 - E'er planted in my mind ? If not, why am I subject to His cruelty or scorn ? Or why has man the will and power To make his fellow mourn...