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...words of Thomson, slightly altered, may be quoted — " Alas ! nor child, nor husband more shall she behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The deadly winter seizes, shuts up the sense,1 And o'er her inmost vitals, creeping cold. Lays her along the snow, a stiffen'd corse,...

...that you had seen the olive branch sent into his little ark, but no sign that the waters had subsided. "Alas! Nor wife, nor children more shall he behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home ! " No seraph mercy unbars his dungeon, and leads him forth to light and life, but the minister of...

...prepares The fire fair-blazing, and the vestment ' warm ; In vain his little children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire,' With...vitals creeping cold, Lays him along the snows, a stiffened corse, Stretched out, and bleaching in the northern blast. HYMN TO GOD'S POWEK. HAIL ! Power...

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...cheerful fireside ; he had tired his nature that he might almost receive the greetings of his children. Alas, nor wife, nor children more shall he behold, nor friends, nor sacred home. He tarried too long with the circle of sinners, and then took his mournful journey only to die in full...

...curious, anxious faces, hang upon her knee wondering why she weeps, and are asking for their father. "Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold; Nor friends, nor sacred home." He fills an unknown bloody grave in the land of rebellion, where he marched to aid in preserving the...

...victim — "In vain for him the officious wife prepares The fire fair-blazing and the vestments warm "On every nerve The deadly Winter seizes, shuts up...his inmost vitals creeping cold Lays him along the snow, a stiffened corse Stretched out, and bleaching in the northern blast." Prom the mournful accident...

...had seen the olive branch sent into his little ark, but no sign that the waters had subsided. "Alas I Nor wife, nor children more shall he behold — Nor friends, nor sacred home I " No seraph mercy unbars his dungeon and leads him forth to light and life; but the minister of death...