Rosamond: A Sequel to Early Lessons, Volume 2

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R. Hunter, successor to Mr. Johnson ... and Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1821 - Children - 271 pages
 

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Page 224 - The sun sets in night, and the stars shun the day; But glory remains when their lights fade away! Begin, ye tormentors! your threats are in vain, For the son of Alknomook shall never complain. Remember the arrows he shot from his bow; Remember your chiefs by his hatchet laid low : Why so slow? — do you wait till I shrink from the pain? No— the son of Alknomook will never complain.
Page 156 - Take care of the minutes, and the hours will take care of themselves.
Page 134 - I'll convey, And all that rests of my unravish'd prey. One only valued gift your tyrant gave, And that resumed — the fair Lyrnessian slave. Then tell him : loud, that all the Greeks may hear, And learn to scorn the wretch they basely fear ; (For arm'd in impudence, mankind he braves, And meditates new cheats on all his slaves...
Page 189 - Crabbed age and youth cannot live together Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare; Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; Youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, and age is tame. Age, I do abhor thee; youth, I do adore thee; O...
Page 225 - No; the son of Alknomook shall never complain. Remember the wood where in ambush we lay, And the scalps which we bore from your nation away. Now the flame rises fast ; you exult in my pain ; But the son of Alknomook can never complain. I go to the land where my father is gone, His ghost shall rejoice in the fame of his son : Death comes, like a friend, to relieve me from pain ; And thy son, O Alknomook ! has scorned to complain.
Page 259 - Then if I must, I will tell you, that there is nobody living, not even yourself, my dear Laura, who has higher expectations of Rosamond's sense and goodness than I have, though I agree, I own, with old Lady...
Page 228 - And cold indifference adds a pang to death. Yet if to suffer long my doom is past, Let me preserve this temper to the last. Oh let me still from self my feelings bear, To sympathize with sorrow's starting tear : Nor sadden at the smile which joy bestows, Though far from me her beam ethereal glows. Let me remember, in the gloom of age, To smile at follies happier youth engage ; See them fallacious, but indulgent spare The fairy dreams experience cannot share ; Nor view the rising morn with jaundiced...
Page 226 - The idea of this ballad was suggested several years ago by hearing a gentleman, who had resided many years in America among the tribe called the Cherokee*, eing a wild air, which he assured me It was customary for those people to chant with a barbarous jargon, implying contempt for their enemies in the moments of torture and death. I have endeavored to give something of the characteristic spirit and sentiment of those brave savages.
Page 159 - I wear my useless time away; Sleep (wretched maid!) all night, and dream all day; Go at set hours to dinner, and to prayer; For dullness ever must be regular. Now with mamma at tedious whist I play; Now without scandal drink insipid tea; Or in the garden breathe the country air, Secure from meeting any tempter there...
Page 247 - His yielding soul, and quench'd the rising flame. When lo ! far off two female forms he spies, Direct to him their steps they seem to bear : Both large and tall, exceeding human size ; Both, far exceeding human beauty, fair. Graceful, yet each with different grace, they...

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