1 When I was of Eva's age, they thought I was in a consumption.
2 This is an age of the world when nations are trembling and convulsed.
3 It has been an age of long sorrow of such natures, in such a hell-begotten sort of world as ours.
4 Here the door opened, and a small quadroon boy, between four and five years of age, entered the room.
5 The writer well remembers an aged colored woman, who was employed as a washerwoman in her father's family.
6 The child, a boy of ten months, was uncommonly large and strong of his age, and very vigorous in his limbs.
7 After a little, he opened one of the drawers, took out an old music-book whose leaves were yellow with age, and began turning it over.
8 Boisterous, unruly, and tyrannical, he despised all her counsel, and would none of her reproof; and, at an early age, broke from her, to seek his fortunes at sea.
9 He had with him a daughter between five and six years of age, together with a lady who seemed to claim relationship to both, and to have the little one especially under her charge.
10 Our nation shall roll the tide of civilization and Christianity along its shores, and plant there mighty republics, that, growing with the rapidity of tropical vegetation, shall be for all coming ages.
11 They were ushered, for the night, into a long room, where many other men, of all ages, sizes, and shades of complexion, were assembled, and from which roars of laughter and unthinking merriment were proceeding.
12 Stretched out in various attitudes over the floor, he may see numberless sleeping forms of every shade of complexion, from the purest ebony to white, and of all years, from childhood to old age, lying now asleep.
13 To fill up Liberia with an ignorant, inexperienced, half-barbarized race, just escaped from the chains of slavery, would be only to prolong, for ages, the period of struggle and conflict which attends the inception of new enterprises.
14 Tom, therefore, in his well-brushed broadcloth suit, smooth beaver, glossy boots, faultless wristbands and collar, with his grave, good-natured black face, looked respectable enough to be a Bishop of Carthage, as men of his color were, in other ages.