A Memoir Biographical and Genealogical, of Sir John Leverett, Knt., Governor of Massachusetts, 1673-79: Of Hon. John Leverett, F.R.S., Judge of the Supreme Court, and President of Harvard College; and of the Family Generally ...

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Crosby, Nichols & Company, 1856 - 203 pages
 

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Page 184 - Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise.
Page 39 - Mind the Mortality of my Body, and knowing that it is appointed for all men once to die, do make and ordain this my last Will and Testament...
Page 33 - Life and my Body to the dust to be decently interred at the Discretion of my...
Page 127 - BUT chiefly are we bound to praise thee for the glorious Resurrection of thy Son Jesus Christ our "Lord : for he is the very Paschal Lamb, which was offered for us, and hath taken away the sin of the world ; who by his death hath destroyed death, and by his rising to life again hath restored to us everlasting life.
Page 154 - Service, according to military Rules and Discipline, pursuant to the Trust reposed in You. Given under my Hand and Seal at Arms at Boston, the eleventh day of February. In the twenty-seventh year of the Reign of His Majesty, King George the Second, Annoq Domini, 1754.
Page 61 - Forts lately taken from the French in America. WE have received an account from Major Sedgwick of his taking several Forts from the French in America, and that he hath left you to command and secure them for Us and this Commonwealth : And although We make no doubt of your fidelity and diligence in performance of your trust, yet We have thought it necessary to let you know of how great consequence it is, that you use your utmost care and circumspection, as well to defend and keep the Forts abovesaid,...
Page 154 - Lieutenant and you are your self to observe and follow such Orders and Instructions, as you shall from time to time receive from Me or...
Page 184 - ... in earth, There should a wreath be woven To tell the world their worth. And I, who woke each morrow To clasp thy hand in mine, Who shared thy joy and sorrow, Whose weal and woe were thine: It should be mine to braid it Around thy faded brow, But I've in vain essayed it, And feel I cannot now. While memory bids me weep thee, Nor thoughts nor words are free, The grief is fixed too deeply That mourns a man like thee.
Page 15 - We leave it not therefore as loathing that milk wherewith we were nourished there ; but, blessing God for the parentage and education, as members of the same body, shall always rejoice in her good, and...
Page 154 - Greeting: We, reposing especial Trust and Confidence in your Loyalty, Courage, and good Conduct, do by these Presents Constitute and Appoint you to be an Officer in Our Land Forces from the twentieth day of February 1895.

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