[…] But, wroth because this man in full assembly, / Came and reviled thee, thou wouldst shew thy prowess, / The prowess that attends thee, that henceforth / Not e'er a man might think to scorn thy prowess, […]

He drove [his tee shot] behind a tree and tried to slip his second [shot] through a narrow opening, but hit another tall loblolly pine.

It is a loveful dominion at which he must arrive. To this he never can attain, so long as his lower appetites and natures are interested in giving a lower value to the animals. He who goes to the butcher to cheapen lamb-chops for his gratification, is not in the best possible condition for declaring God's highest purpose in the creation of lambs.

The breath of the roses, mingled with the fragrant bohea, which stood just made on the little breakfast-table.