The Anglo-American Magazine, Volume 2Maclear., 1853 - Canada |
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... James Hargreaves , its inventor ; the other , of the Peels ; and , though not the birth- place of the art of printing calico , nor , perhaps , its cradle , yet certainly its infant - school . If you leave the town by yonder windmil 1 on ...
... James Hargreaves , its inventor ; the other , of the Peels ; and , though not the birth- place of the art of printing calico , nor , perhaps , its cradle , yet certainly its infant - school . If you leave the town by yonder windmil 1 on ...
Page 168
... James Hargreaves , inventor of the spinning - jenny ; and the fathers and mothers of these aged persons were the neighbours of Robert Peel and James Har- greaves , and had often spoken of them to their sons and daughters . to give him ...
... James Hargreaves , inventor of the spinning - jenny ; and the fathers and mothers of these aged persons were the neighbours of Robert Peel and James Har- greaves , and had often spoken of them to their sons and daughters . to give him ...
Page 169
... Hargreaves , you would have seen , was a short , broadly - formed man , with hard black hair . He did not stand ... James Har- greaves , thinking correctly enough , that his presence stood in the way of some private business , took the ...
... Hargreaves , you would have seen , was a short , broadly - formed man , with hard black hair . He did not stand ... James Har- greaves , thinking correctly enough , that his presence stood in the way of some private business , took the ...
Page 170
... James Hargreaves carrying two pails of water for domestic use , and asked him to go down the hill , and drink a gill of ale " at the Horse . James considered a minute , set down his pails , twisted his body , rolled one shoulder forward ...
... James Hargreaves carrying two pails of water for domestic use , and asked him to go down the hill , and drink a gill of ale " at the Horse . James considered a minute , set down his pails , twisted his body , rolled one shoulder forward ...
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... James Hargreaves , had not an incident occurred which disconcerted Garland , and suggested to Hargreaves to go home . Harry had seated himself beside Charlotte Marsden , where she was spinning at the farther end of the spacious kitchen ...
... James Hargreaves , had not an incident occurred which disconcerted Garland , and suggested to Hargreaves to go home . Harry had seated himself beside Charlotte Marsden , where she was spinning at the farther end of the spacious kitchen ...
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Page 81 - How wonderful is Death, Death, and his brother Sleep ! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue ; The other, rosy as the morn When throned on ocean's wave It blushes o'er the world : Yet both so passing wonderful...
Page 91 - How beautiful this night ! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this moveless scene. Heaven's ebon vault, Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love had spread To curtain her sleeping world.
Page 208 - Never shall I forget the sensations of awe, horror, and admiration with which I gazed about me. The boat appeared to be hanging, as if by magic, midway down, upon the interior surface of a funnel vast in circumference, prodigious in depth, and whose perfectly smooth sides might have been mistaken for ebony...
Page 205 - ... was represented by a broad belt of gleaming spray; but no particle of this slipped into the mouth of the terrific funnel, whose interior, as far as the eye could fathom it, was a smooth, shining, and jet-black wall of water, inclined to the horizon at an angle of some forty-five degrees, speeding dizzily round and round with a swaying and sweltering motion, and sending forth to the winds an appalling voice, half shriek, half roar, such as not even the mighty cataract of Niagara ever lifts up...
Page 170 - Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmur of a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through her lips a sad and tremulous tune.
Page 128 - With this evidence of hostile inflexibility in trampling on rights which no independent nation can relinquish, Congress will feel the duty of putting the United States into an armor and an attitude demanded by the crisis, and corresponding with the national spirit and expectations.
Page 209 - Both above and below us were visible fragments of vessels, large masses of building timber and trunks of trees, with many smaller articles, such as pieces of house furniture, broken boxes, barrels, and staves. I have already described the unnatural curiosity which had taken the place of my original terrors. It appeared to grow upon me as I drew nearer and nearer to my dreadful doom. I now began to watch, with a strange interest, the numerous things that floated in our company. I must have been delirious,...
Page 207 - Such a hurricane as then blew it is folly to attempt describing. The oldest seaman in Norway never experienced anything like it. We had let our sails go by the run before it cleverly took us; but, at the first puff, both our masts went by the board as if they had been sawed off — the mainmast taking with it my youngest brother, who had lashed himself to it for safety.
Page 254 - THE flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies. What is this world's delight? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright.
Page 81 - Seized on her sinless soul ? Must then that peerless form Which love and admiration cannot view Without a beating heart, those azure veins Which steal like streams along a field of snow, That lovely outline which is fair As breathing marble, perish? Must putrefaction's breath Leave nothing of this heavenly sight But loathsomeness and ruin?