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India as merchants . Invaded as conquerors . Terror of their arms spread from Ganges to Mozambique . Armies brave . Cities strong . Allies appeared faithful . Faithful as Bavarians . Portuguese statesmen considered their Indian empire placed on a strong foundation , &c . &c . —p . 355 .
We really know not whether our author be the inventor of this style , or picked it up in America , or transplanted it from the private memoranda of his grandfather . It should be called the business style . It tells what is meant , and loses no time about the matter . Facts all there . Words enough . None superfluous . Good short stage reading . Take book to counting-house . Snap up chapter with chop . Very useful . Time improved . Mind , ditto .
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The Excursion . 849
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THE EXCURSION .
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BY THE AUTHOR OP ' CORN LAW RHYMES . ' Bone-weary , many-childed , trouble-tried ! Wife of my bosom , wedded to my soul ! Mother of nine that live , and two that died ! This day , drink health from Nature ' s mountain bowl ; — Nay , why lament the doom that mocks control ? * The buried are not lost , but gone before :
Then , dry thy tears , and see the river roll O ' er rockp , that crown'd yon time-dark heights of yore , Now , tyrant-like , dethron'd , to crush the weak no more . The young are with us yet , and we with them ; Oh , thank the Lord for all he gives or takes , — The wither ed bud , the living" flower , or gem ; And he will bless us , when the world forsakes ! Lio , where thy fisher-born , abstracted , takes With his nx'd eyes , the trout he cannot see !
Lo , starting from his earnest dream , he wakes ! While our glad Fanny , with raisM foot and knee , Bears down at Noe ' s side , the bloom-bow'd hawthorn-tree . Dear children ! when the flowers are full of bees ; When sun-touch'd blossoms shed their fragrant snow ; When song speaks like a spirit from the trees Whose kindled greenness hath a gohlen glow ; When , clear as music , rill and river flow ,
With trembling hues , all changeful , tinted o ' er By that bright pencil which good spirits know Alike in earth and heav n ; ' tis sweet , once more , Above the sky-ting'd hills to see the storm-bird soar ! * * In cloudy weather , before or after rain , birds of the falcon tribe are more than at other tunes on the wing for prey .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1833, page 849, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2628/page/45/
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