The Life of a Book Agent

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The Author, 1892 - 458 páginas
 

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Página 23 - HARK! from the tombs a doleful sound! My ears attend the cry; " Ye living men, come view the ground, Where you must shortly lie. 2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, In spite of all your towers; The tall, the wise, the reverend head Must lie as low as ours.
Página 32 - Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away.
Página 281 - Honor and fame from no condition rise ; Act well your part — there all the honor lies.
Página 277 - Lake a clankless chain enthralling, — Like the sleepless dreams that mock, — Like the frigid ice-drops falling From the surf-surrounded rock. Such the cold and sickening feeling Thou hast caused this heart to know, Stabbed the deeper by concealing From the world its bitter woe. Once it fondly, proudly deemed thee All that fancy's self could paint, Once it honored and esteemed thee, As its idol and its saint ! More than woman thou wast to me ; Not as man I looked on thee ; — Why like woman then...
Página 24 - WHY do we mourn departing friends Or shake at death's alarms ? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to bis arms.
Página 236 - I do not like you, Doctor Fell, The reason why I cannot tell ; But this I know full well, I do not like you, Doctor Fell.
Página 276 - I now might hate thee, In that hatred solace seek, Might exult to execrate thee, And, in words, my vengeance wreak. But there is a silent sorrow, Which can find no vent in speech, Which disdains relief to borrow From the heights that song can reach. Like a clankless chain enthralling, — Like the sleepless...
Página 352 - ... were unable to raise the money. Thanking them for their sympathy and good will, although I derived no pecuniary benefit from its expression, I rested a short time, and then pursued my journey. The next house was half a mile distant, and it was now almost noon. When I arrived there I was weary and hungry, and asked the lady of the house for something to eat. She gave me a bowl of milk and some fresh bread and butter, saying they had been to dinner, and that was all she had at hand. I sat down...
Página 277 - Though thou wouldst not kindly kill. Yet I curse thee not !—in sadness Still I feel how dear thou wert, And I would not, e'en in madness, Doom thee to thy just desert.
Página 376 - ... of course) of her life as a book agent in the Midwest, remembered that in Indianopolis she had very little luck selling subscription books, the "citizens of Indianapolis" already being "too well supplied with literature of the class I was selling." Instead, "it was necessary for me to have something else — something which had not been already sold there; and at the same time I was sufficiently aware of the state of the public mind, to know that something connected with the late rebellion would...

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