Historic Mackinac: The Historical, Picturesque and Legendary Features of the Mackinac Country; Illustrated from Sketches, Drawings, Maps and Photographs, with an Original Map of Mackinac Island, Made Especially for this Work, Volume 2

Capa
Macmillan, 1918

No interior do livro

Outras edições - Ver tudo

Palavras e frases frequentes

Passagens conhecidas

Página 377 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Página 327 - If he were with me, King of Tuscarora ! Gazing, as I, upon thy portrait now, In all its medalled, fringed, and beaded glory, Its eye's dark beauty, and its thoughtful brow — Its brow, half martial and half diplomatic, Its eye, upsoaring like an eagle's wings ; Well might he boast that we, the Democratic, Outrival Europe, even in our Kings ! For thou wast monarch born.
Página 316 - The next morning, the father, elated at having gained his end, prepared a repast for his son, and hastened to set it before him. On coming to the door, he was surprised to hear his son talking to himself. He stooped to listen ; and, looking through a small aperture...
Página 65 - My beams/ continued the voice, 'shine faintly on your lodge, but they have a power to transform it into the lightness of the skies, and decorate it with the colours of the clouds. Come, Osseo, my son, and dwell no longer on earth. Think strongly on my words, and look steadfastly at my beams. My power is now at its height. Doubt not — delay not. It is the voice of the Spirit of the stars that calls you away to happiness and celestial rest.
Página 612 - The western waves of ebbing day Rolled o'er the glen their level way; Each purple peak, each flinty spire, Was bathed in floods of living fire. But not a setting beam could glow Within the dark ravines below, Where twined the path in shadow hid, Round many a rocky pyramid, Shooting abruptly from the dell Its...
Página 320 - It is not true," replied the indignant chief, with a loud voice, " that i was killed and left upon the field. I am here ! I live ! I move ! See me ! Touch me ! I shall again raise my lance in battle, and sound my drum in the feast.
Página 324 - With look like patient Job's eschewing evil; With motions graceful as a bird's in air; Thou art, in sober truth, the veriest devil That e'er clinched fingers in a captive's hair...
Página 15 - In vain they beat the magic drum, and call upon their guardian manitoes; the wary moose keeps aloof, the bear lies close in his hollow tree, and famine stares them in the face. And now the hunter can fight no more against the nipping cold and blinding sleet. Stiff and stark, with haggard cheek and shrivelled lip, he lies among the snowdrifts; till, with tooth and claw, the famished wildcat strives in vain to pierce the frigid marble of his limbs.
Página 538 - You need no one to tell you what are the dangers of your country, nor what are your duties to meet and avert them. There is but one path for every true man to travel, and that is broad and plain. It will conduct us, not indeed ' without trials and sufferings, to peace and the restoration of the Union.

Informação bibliográfica