Scenes from The Life Of An Actor

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Page 192 - But these are but their outcasts. View them near At home, where all their worth and pride is placed; And there their hospitable fires burn clear, And there the lowliest farm-house hearth is graced With manly hearts, in piety sincere, Faithful in love, in honor stern and chaste, In friendship warm and true, in danger brave, Beloved in life, and sainted in the grave.
Page 196 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed, that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 164 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Page 188 - Oh — never may a son of thine, Where'er his wandering steps incline, Forget the sky which bent above His childhood like a dream of love — The stream beneath the green hill flowing — The broad-armed trees above it growing — The clear breeze through the foliage blowing; Or, hear unmoved the taunt of scorn Breathed o'er the brave New England born...
Page 192 - Or, wandering through the southern countries, teaching The ABC from Webster's spelling-book; Gallant and Godly, making love and preaching, And gaining, by what they call " hook and crook," And what the moralists call overreaching, A decent living. The Virginians look Upon them with as favorable eyes As Gabriel on the devil in paradise.
Page 114 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Page 188 - Land of the beautiful and brave— The freeman's home— the martyr's grave— The nursery of giant men, Whose deeds have linked with every glen, And every hill and every stream, The romance of some warrior-dream!
Page 187 - LAND of the forest and the rock, Of dark blue lake and mighty river, Of mountains reared aloft to mock The storm's career, the lightning's shock, My own green land forever...
Page 12 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.

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