The Yale Literary Magazine, Volume 21, Issue 3

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Herrick & Noyes, 1855
 

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Page 95 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Page 102 - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do.
Page 106 - Iberia? Do we see The robber and the murderer weak as we ? Thou, that hast wasted earth, and dared despise Alike the wrath and mercy of the skies, Thy pomp is in the grave, thy glory laid Low in the pits thine avarice has made.
Page 116 - ... in her hair. And o'er the mould that covered her, the tribe Built up a simple monument, a cone Of small loose stones. Thenceforward all who passed, Hunter, and dame, and virgin, laid a stone In silence on the pile. It stands there yet. And Indians from the distant West, who come To visit where their fathers...
Page 118 - That God had condescended, for the quieting of their afflicted spirits, this extraordinary account of his sovereign disposal of those for whom so many fervent prayers were made continually.
Page 114 - THOU who wouldst see the lovely and the wild Mingled in harmony on Nature's face/ Ascend our rocky mountains. Let thy foot Fail not with weariness, for on their tops The beauty and the majesty of earth Spread wide beneath, shall make thee to forget The steep and toilsome way.
Page 117 - Lord, if it be thy pleasure to bury these our friends in the bottom of the sea, they are thine ; save them!
Page 118 - Haven's heart began to fail her: this put the godly people on much prayer, both public and private, that the Lord would (if it was his pleasure) let them hear what he had done with their dear friends, and prepare them with a suitable submission to his holy will.
Page 122 - April, 1865, the following preamble and resolutions were unanimously adopted : Whereas it has pleased Almighty God to remove by death...
Page 100 - Little king Boggen he built a fine hall, Pie-crust and pastry-crust, that was the wall ; The windows were made of black -puddings and white, And slated with pancakes — you ne'er saw the like.

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