The Atlantic Souvenir: A Christmas and New Year's Offering. 1826-1832

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H.C. Carey & I. Lea, 1829
 

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Page iv - Wilkins, of the said district, have deposited in this office the title of a book- the right whereof they claim as proprietors in the words following, to wi — pMvras A-óyet* fapttafiiottt lJtiXOÏf LböAEy^hV^j, ХЯ? ' In conformity to the act of the Congress of the United States...
Page 43 - But none of these things move me, neither count I my life dear unto myself, so that I may finish my course with joy, and the ministry which I have received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the gospel of the grace of God.
Page 235 - And then thou shalt have thy choice to be Restored in the lily that decks the lea, In the jessamine bloom, the anemone, Or aught of thy spotless whiteness; To melt, and be cast, in a glittering bead, With the pearls that the night scatters over the mead In the cup where the bee and the firefly feed, Regaining thy dazzling brightness...
Page iv - An Act supplementary to an Act, entitled, " An Act for the Encouragement of Learning, by securing the Copies of Maps, Charts, and Books, to the Authors and Proprietors of such Copies during the times therein mentioned," and extending the benefits thereof to the arts of designing, engraving, and etching historical and other prints.
Page 235 - Now, if I fall, will it be my lot To be cast in some low and lonely spot, To melt, and to sink unseen or forgot ? And then will my course be ended ?" 'Twas thus a feathery Snow-Flake said, As down through the measureless space it strayed, Or, as half by dalliance, half afraid, It seemed in mid air suspended.
Page 96 - What Diomede, nor Thetis' greater son, A thousand ships, nor ten years' siege, had done — False tears and fawning words the city won. "A greater omen, and of worse portent, Did our unwary minds with fear torment, Concurring to produce the dire event.
Page 31 - There's to me A daintiness about these early flowers, That touches me like poetry. They blow With such a simple loveliness among The common herbs of pasture, and breathe out Their lives so unobtrusively, like hearts Whose beatings are too gentle for the world.
Page 65 - Behind him cast; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views, At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Page 2 - WHERE is the sea ? — I languish here — Where is my own blue sea ? With all its barks in fleet career, And flags, and breezes free.
Page 237 - And if true to thy word, and just thou art, Like the spirit that dwells in the holiest heart, Unsullied by thee, thou wilt let me depart, And return to my native heaven ; For I would be placed in the beautiful bow, From time to time, in thy sight to glow, So thou may'st remember the Flake of Snow By the promise that God hath given.

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