Boston Miscellany, Том 2Bradbury, Soden & Company, 1842 |
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... dark as to your original coinage , || ( as the English are with regard to Ameri- cans abroad ) it is as easy to pass for gold as for copper . Indeed you may pass for both in a day , as I have lately had experi- ence . Remind me ...
... dark as to your original coinage , || ( as the English are with regard to Ameri- cans abroad ) it is as easy to pass for gold as for copper . Indeed you may pass for both in a day , as I have lately had experi- ence . Remind me ...
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... dark and slow . How may I tell The sealike swell Of ever - growing melody That drifted her words Like white sea - birds Swinging and heaving on to me ? Her song came like a sudden breeze , It wound through my heart With a flashing dart ...
... dark and slow . How may I tell The sealike swell Of ever - growing melody That drifted her words Like white sea - birds Swinging and heaving on to me ? Her song came like a sudden breeze , It wound through my heart With a flashing dart ...
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... dark and deep And it made me weep Like the gaze of Irene's eyes ; It was calm as music e'er can be , But an inward might was in its motion , A consciousness of majesty , Like the heart of the unruffled ocean , Which , clear and still ...
... dark and deep And it made me weep Like the gaze of Irene's eyes ; It was calm as music e'er can be , But an inward might was in its motion , A consciousness of majesty , Like the heart of the unruffled ocean , Which , clear and still ...
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... . Nature follows , with regard to the fate of her children and their preparation for life , her own dark inscrutable ways , and what common minds may regard as the real ten- dencies of 18 THE BOSTON MISCELLANY OF LITERATURE .
... . Nature follows , with regard to the fate of her children and their preparation for life , her own dark inscrutable ways , and what common minds may regard as the real ten- dencies of 18 THE BOSTON MISCELLANY OF LITERATURE .
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... dark inscrutable power which first caressed and nourished him in her maternal bosom and then forsook him , a cruel wrong , and this wrong fills him with terror and horror , because it threatens to annihilate his own identity . The ...
... dark inscrutable power which first caressed and nourished him in her maternal bosom and then forsook him , a cruel wrong , and this wrong fills him with terror and horror , because it threatens to annihilate his own identity . The ...
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Стр. 152 - MILTON ! thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Стр. 103 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall out-live this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword, nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory. 'Gainst death and...
Стр. 195 - THERE is no God,' the foolish saith, — ' But none, ' There is no sorrow ; ' And nature oft, the cry of faith, In bitter need will borrow : Eyes, which the preacher could not school, By wayside graves are raised ; And lips say, ' God be pitiful,' Who ne'er said,
Стр. 45 - Is it a party in a parlour, Crammed just as they on earth were crammed, Some sipping punch — some sipping tea, But, as you by their faces see, All silent, and all damned ! Peter Bell, by W.
Стр. 105 - CAPTAIN or colonel, or knight in arms, Whose chance on these defenceless doors may seize, If deed of honour did thee ever please, Guard them, and him within protect from harms. He can requite thee, for he knows the charms That call fame on such gentle acts as these, And he can spread thy name o'er lands and seas, Whatever clime the sun's bright circle warms. Lift not thy spear against the Muses...
Стр. 283 - Theirs is yon House that holds the Parish Poor, Whose walls of mud scarce bear the broken door ; There, where the putrid vapours, flagging, play, And the dull wheel hums doleful through the day ; — There Children dwell who know no Parents' care ; Parents, who know no Children's love, dwell there!
Стр. 64 - Fountain heads, and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed, save bats and owls ! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley, Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.
Стр. 152 - A TROUBLE, not of clouds, or weeping rain, Nor of the setting sun's pathetic light Engendered, hangs o'er Eildon's triple height : Spirits of Power, assembled there, complain For kindred Power departing from their sight ; While Tweed, best pleased in chanting a blithe strain, Saddens his voice again, and yet again. Lift up your hearts, ye Mourners ! for the might Of the whole world's good wishes with him goes ; Blessings and prayers, in nobler retinue Than sceptred king or laurelled conqueror knows...
Стр. 152 - France, tis strange, Hath brought forth no such souls as we had then. Perpetual emptiness! unceasing change! No single volume paramount, no code, No master spirit, no determined road; But equally a want of books and men!
Стр. 108 - And entering into the sepulchre, they saw a young man sitting on the right side, clothed in a long white garment; and they were affrighted.