Antiquarian Papers, Volúmenes1-4

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Augustine Caldwell, Arthur Wesley Dow
Augustine Caldwell, 1879

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Página 34 - My Landlady, Mrs. Wilkins, having a sister at Ipswich which she had not seen for a great while, Mrs. Comfort, her daughter (a young gentlewoman equally happy in the perfections both of her body and mind), 'had a great desire to see her aunt, having never been at her house, nor in that part of the country; which Philaret having a desire to see, and being never backward to accomodate the Fair Sex...
Página 34 - re living yet I love to think of old Ipswich town ; Harry Main — you have heard the tale — lived there ; He blasphemed God, so they put him down With an iron shovel, at Ipswich Bar ; They chained him there for a thousand years, As the sea rolls up to shovel it back ; So when the sea cries, the goodwives say " Harry Main growls at his work to-day.
Página 25 - And tho they had from these blood thirsty hounds Received many dismal stabs and wounds. While in their skirmish blood was up and hot, No more than Flea bites them they minded not Said Daniel still retain'd his splitting knife. Who nimbly ply'd the same and fit for life ; With one hand fended off the Indian blows, And with the other cross the face and nose Of Captain...
Página 34 - He is not much given to talk, tho he knows how to do it as well as any man. He loves his friend, and will do anything for him except it be to wink at his faults, of which he will be always a severe reprover. He is so good a husband that he is worthy of the wife he enjoys, and would even make a bad wife good by his example.
Página 34 - His writing of the History of Indian Warrs shews him to be a person of good parts and understanding. He is a sober, grave and well accomplished man — a good preacher (as all the town affirm, for I didn't hear him) and one that lives according to his preaching.
Página 34 - Stewards whose Wife was Mrs. Comfort's own Aunt: whose Joy to see her Niece at Ipswich was sufficiently Expressed by the Noble Reception we met with, and the Treatment we found there ; which far outdid whate'er we cou'd have thought. And tho myself was but a stranger to them, yet the extraordinary civility and respect they shewed me.
Página 34 - Whitefield preached in the church on the hill, Driving out the Devil till he leaped down From the steeple's top, where they show you still, Imbedded deep in the solid rock, The indelible print of his cloven hoof, And tell you the Devil has never shown Face or hoof since that day in the honest town. I love to think of old Ipswich town, Where they shut up the witches until the day When they should be roasted so thoroughly brown, In Salem Village, twelve miles away ; They 've moved it off for a stable...

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