Lionel Lincoln: Or, the Leaguer of Boston |
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Page 267 - But woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye shut up the kingdom of heaven against men: for ye neither go in yourselves, neither suffer ye them that are entering to go in. Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye devour widows' houses and for a pretence make long prayer: therefore ye shall receive the greater damnation.
Page 80 - He reads much; He is a great observer and he looks Quite through the deeds of men: he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit That could be moved to smile at any thing.
Page 307 - If any man can show just cause why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter forever hold his peace.
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Page 193 - ... it was that the judgment of Heaven fell on mother and son — sickness made him what you see, a being with the form, but without the reason of man, and I have grown the wretch I am. But it has all been foretold, and warnings enough have I had of it all ; for is it not said, that He ' will visit the sins of the fathers upon the children until the third and fourth generation ?' Thank God, my sorrows and sins will end with Job, for there never can be a third to suffer !"
Page 229 - Lionel waited but a moment for an explanation : the flaming balls were soon seen taking their wide circuit in the air and carrying their desolation among the close and inflammable roofs of the opposite town. In a very few minutes a dense black smoke arose from the deserted buildings, and forked flames played actively along the heated shingles as though rioting in their unmolested possession of the place.
Page 234 - Americans, exhausted of their ammunition, now sunk sullen!}' back, a few hurling stones at their foes in desperate indignation. The cannon of the British had been brought to enfilade their short breastwork, which was no longer tenable ; and as the columns approached closer to the low rampart, it became a mutual protection to the adverse parties. " Hurrah ! for the Royal Irish !" again shouted M'Fuse, rushing up the trifling ascent, which was but of little more than his own height.
Page 226 - How exceeding soldier-like ! and with what accuracy his 'first-arm ascends the hill,' towards his enemy !" The intensity of his feelings prevented Major Lincoln from replying, and the other soon forgot tliat he had spoken, in the overwhelming anxiety of the moment. The advance of the British line, so beautiful and slow, resembled rather the ordered steadiness of a drill, than an approach to a deadly struggle. Their standards fluttered proudly above them ; and there were moments when the wild music...