The Ordeal, Volume 1

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J.T. Buckingham, 1809
This short-lived magazine was concerned with politics and literature; it devoted several sections to politics, and also gave attention to reviews of recent publications, poetry, and the theater. Cf. American perioidicals, 1741-1900.

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Page 368 - THE NEW Testament, in an improved Version, upon the basis of Archbishop Newcome's new translation ; with a corrected text, and notes critical and explanatory. Published by a Society for promoting Christian Knowledge and the practice of virtue by the distribution of books.
Page 31 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Page 223 - I have set the LORD always before me : Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
Page 296 - Whene'er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I'm rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U — — niversity of Gottingen, — — niversity of Gottingen.
Page 263 - That in case either Great Britain or France shall, before the third day of March next, so revoke or modify her edicts as that they shall cease to violate the neutral commerce of the United States...
Page 279 - France and their dependencies, and for other purposes," it is provided "that in case either Great Britain or France shall before the 3d day of March next so revoke or modify her edicts as that they shall cease to violate the neutral commerce of the United States...
Page 319 - Of all mad creatures, if the learn'd are right, It is" the slaver kills, and not the bite. A fool quite angry is quite innocent : Alas ! 'tis ten times worse when they repent. One dedicates in high heroic prose...
Page 360 - The' unconscious bullet to the furnace bear ; — Or gaily tittering, tip the match with fire, Prime the big mortar, bid the shell aspire ; Applaud with tiny hands and laughing eyes, • And watch the bright destruction as it flies. Now the fierce forges gleam with angry glare — The windmill * waves his woven wings in air ; Swells the proud sail, the...
Page 230 - Dutch painter have been more exact ? How inimitably circumstantial is this also of a war-horse ! His eyeballs burn, he wounds the smoking plain, And knots of scarlet ribbon deck his mane.f Of certain Cudgel-players.
Page 289 - Society; and to substitute in lieu of a sober contentment, and regular discharge of the duties incident to each man's particular situation, a wild desire of undefinable latitude and extravagance, — an aspiration after shapeless somethings, that can neither be described nor understood, — a contemptuous disgust at all that is...

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