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... thought he drove on quickly , saying to himself : " Some other black devil will come along soon and get him . I think that was some of Peter Legree's work , " he went on musingly . " I remember meeting him and two other rough - looking ...
... thought he drove on quickly , saying to himself : " Some other black devil will come along soon and get him . I think that was some of Peter Legree's work , " he went on musingly . " I remember meeting him and two other rough - looking ...
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... thoughts of her were filling his soul with music . He thought of her as he lifted the half - dead African on his horse , but he well knew she shared every Southern preju- dice in regard to color and he was very doubtful if she would be ...
... thoughts of her were filling his soul with music . He thought of her as he lifted the half - dead African on his horse , but he well knew she shared every Southern preju- dice in regard to color and he was very doubtful if she would be ...
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... thought him a bitter , narrow and alto- gether antiquated failure . Pardon me for saying this , but I have hard work to keep from despising him . I cannot imagine him to be really a brother of yours . " Mr. Durham laughed heartily , and ...
... thought him a bitter , narrow and alto- gether antiquated failure . Pardon me for saying this , but I have hard work to keep from despising him . I cannot imagine him to be really a brother of yours . " Mr. Durham laughed heartily , and ...
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... thoughts . An hour later he was still sitting as she had left him , his 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 ...
... thoughts . An hour later he was still sitting as she had left him , his 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 ...
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... thought only of the beautiful girl by his side . Drawing her hand to his lips he kissed her jeweled fingers raptur- ously , saying : " I do need life and enthusiasm , and I can find it in you , in you alone . " Florence was taken by ...
... thought only of the beautiful girl by his side . Drawing her hand to his lips he kissed her jeweled fingers raptur- ously , saying : " I do need life and enthusiasm , and I can find it in you , in you alone . " Florence was taken by ...
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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...