The Railway Anecdote Book: A Collection of Anecdotes and Incidents of Travel by River and RailD. Appleton & Company, 1864 - 238 páginas |
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... Pomological Society , and has no connection with roosters . " " But it goes in for pluck , don't it ? " " For pluck ? " " Yes , for pluck . Don't pomology mean grit , and han't this rooster got grit enough to lick any two roosters of ...
... Pomological Society , and has no connection with roosters . " " But it goes in for pluck , don't it ? " " For pluck ? " " Yes , for pluck . Don't pomology mean grit , and han't this rooster got grit enough to lick any two roosters of ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
ain't Allerton Aminadab Arkansas Traveler arms ARTEMUS WARD asked Assyria baby beautiful bell better Bill Bill Berry Billy Gibbons boat Bridgit Broadway called Camp Dennison Captain Meath carpet-bag cents Colonel Courland cried dear Dick Turpin dollars door engine Euchre exclaimed eyes face father feet gave give Grigson hand head heard heart HOOSIER horse hour hundred inquired Judge knew lady landlord laugh looked miles mind Miss morning mother never night Ninus Offenbach old gentleman passed passengers play pomology poor railway Redbrow replied returned river seat Semiramis shouted side sleep smile soon stand steamboat stood stopped story stranger street Talleyrand tell thar there's thing thought told took train travelling turned walked Westhorpe wife woman words young
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Página 159 - Touched by remembrance trembles to that pole ; For in this land of heaven's peculiar grace, The heritage of nature's noblest race, There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
Página 159 - THERE is a land, of every land the pride, Beloved by heaven, o'er all the world beside...
Página 137 - tis wiser Than sitting aside, And dreaming and sighing, And waiting the tide. In life's earnest battle They only prevail Who daily march onward And never say fail...
Página 223 - To the West, to the West, to the land of the free, Where the mighty Missouri rolls down to the sea; Where a man is a man if he's willing to toil, And the humblest may gather the fruits of the soil...
Página 159 - An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fireside pleasures gambol at her feet. " Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found...
Página 177 - And I sit and think, when the sunset's gold Is flushing river, and hill, and shore, I shall one day stand by the water cold, And list for the sound of the boatman's oar ; I shall watch for a gleam of the...
Página 98 - Come, let your brown hair just lighted with gold Fall on your shoulders again as of old : Let it drop over my forehead to-night, Shading my faint eyes away from the light ; For with its sunny-edged shadows once more Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore ; Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep ; Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.
Página 116 - Can little now avail to them. But if the page of truth they sought, Or comfort to the mourner brought, These hands a richer meed shall claim Than all that wait on Wealth or Fame.
Página 116 - And when it could not praise was chained ; If bold in Virtue's cause it spoke, Yet gentle concord never broke — This silent tongue shall plead for thee When Time unveils Eternity! Say, did these fingers delve the mine...
Página 164 - And diminished the basket's store — But his feet grew cold— so weary and cold — They'll never be warm any more — And this nook, in its emptiness, seemeth to me To give forth no voice but the moan of the sea. " Two others have gone toward the setting sun, And made them a home in its light, And fairy fingers have taken their share To mend by the fireside bright; Some other baskets their garments fill — But mine!