The American Fugitive in Europe: Sketches of Places and People AbroadSheldon, Lamport & Blakeman, 1855 - 315 páginas |
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... seen and People I have met . " The work was reviewed by the ablest journals in Great Britain , and from their favorable criticisms I have been induced to offer it to the American public , with a dozen or more addi- tional chapters ...
... seen and People I have met . " The work was reviewed by the ablest journals in Great Britain , and from their favorable criticisms I have been induced to offer it to the American public , with a dozen or more addi- tional chapters ...
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... seen . Early in the morning he went on shore to see if the dead body remained there . He found it in the same position that it was left the night before . He watched to see what they would do with it . It was left there until between ...
... seen . Early in the morning he went on shore to see if the dead body remained there . He found it in the same position that it was left the night before . He watched to see what they would do with it . It was left there until between ...
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... runaway slaves and returning them to their owners for the reward that may be offered ; some of those were on the alert for William and his mother , for they • had already seen the runaways advertised in the St. 18 MEMOIR OF.
... runaway slaves and returning them to their owners for the reward that may be offered ; some of those were on the alert for William and his mother , for they • had already seen the runaways advertised in the St. 18 MEMOIR OF.
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Sketches of Places and People Abroad William Wells Brown. • had already seen the runaways advertised in the St. Louis newspapers . All at once they heard the click of a horse's hoof , and looking back saw three men on horseback galloping ...
Sketches of Places and People Abroad William Wells Brown. • had already seen the runaways advertised in the St. Louis newspapers . All at once they heard the click of a horse's hoof , and looking back saw three men on horseback galloping ...
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... seen so much of the perfidy of white men , and resolved , if possible , not to get into their hands . After darkness covered the world , he emerged from his hiding- place ; but he did not know east from west THE AUTHOR . 23.
... seen so much of the perfidy of white men , and resolved , if possible , not to get into their hands . After darkness covered the world , he emerged from his hiding- place ; but he did not know east from west THE AUTHOR . 23.
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Abbey American appearance arrived beautiful British Brown building Byron castle CHAPTER Cheapside church Cobden colored Crystal Palace door Elihu Burritt Eliza Cook Ellen Craft England English entered eyes feel feet French fugitive slave genius gentleman ground hall hand Hartley Coleridge Hartwell House heard heart hundred interest Joseph Hume labor lady land leaving London look Lord Lord Byron Louis Marie Antoinette meeting metropolis miles mind monument morning mother nation never night o'clock painted palace Paris party passed Peace Congress persons poet prince residence Richard Cobden ruins scarcely scene seat seemed seen Shakspeare side slavery soon speaker speech splendid stands steamer stone stood stranger streets stroll thee Thomas Hood thou thought tion took Tower town Victor Hugo walk walls William William Wells Brown young
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Página 245 - For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right...
Página 280 - Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. " For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
Página 12 - Th' insulting tyrant, prancing o'er the field Strow'd with Rome's citizens, and drench'd in slaughter, His horse's hoofs wet with Patrician blood ! Oh, Portius ! is there not some chosen curse, Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man, Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin...
Página 150 - Near this spot are deposited the Remains of one who possessed Beauty without Vanity. Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, and all the Virtues of Man without his Vices.
Página 129 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age and dust ; Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.
Página 202 - The time shall come, when free as seas or wind Unbounded Thames ° shall flow for all mankind ; Whole nations enter with each swelling tide, And seas but join the regions they divide ; Earth's distant ends our glory shall behold, And the new world launch forth to seek the old.
Página 251 - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers. Your waters never drumlie! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
Página 91 - The moon on the east oriel shone Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined; Thou wouldst have thought some fairy's hand 'Twixt poplars straight the osier wand In many a freakish knot had twined; Then framed a spell, when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.
Página 158 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Página 270 - Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of this heavenly sight! Blow me about in winds ! roast me in sulphur ! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire ! — O Desdemona!