American Monthly Knickerbocker, Том 101837 |
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... LADY ! I thank thee that I here may wreathe My name with many whom thou lovest well ; Though not in words that burn , or thoughts that breathe , ' Can I the wishes of my bosom tell : But there is nothing I need ask for thee , Of aught ...
... LADY ! I thank thee that I here may wreathe My name with many whom thou lovest well ; Though not in words that burn , or thoughts that breathe , ' Can I the wishes of my bosom tell : But there is nothing I need ask for thee , Of aught ...
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... lady opposite ; drank wine with my hostess , and procured some tongue for a lady on my left , who had no gentleman to take care of her . By the way , I wish she had eaten her own , considering the use she afterward made of it . In fine ...
... lady opposite ; drank wine with my hostess , and procured some tongue for a lady on my left , who had no gentleman to take care of her . By the way , I wish she had eaten her own , considering the use she afterward made of it . In fine ...
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... lady , who was leaning on her son's arm . The old woman cried , ' Oh Lord ! ' and the youth , in ire , muttered an oath , and raised his cane ; but I was two quick for him . I reached the door , amid the screams of the ladies , the deep ...
... lady , who was leaning on her son's arm . The old woman cried , ' Oh Lord ! ' and the youth , in ire , muttered an oath , and raised his cane ; but I was two quick for him . I reached the door , amid the screams of the ladies , the deep ...
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... Lady Mansfield herself , which are vastly credit- able to her ladyship , and would be to a professed artist . The gallery is one hundred and fifty feet long , and contains a large organ . In the chambers , are bed - curtains , etc ...
... Lady Mansfield herself , which are vastly credit- able to her ladyship , and would be to a professed artist . The gallery is one hundred and fifty feet long , and contains a large organ . In the chambers , are bed - curtains , etc ...
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... Lady of the Lake ; ' Ben Ledi being on our right , Ben An and Ben Venue frowning upon us in front . Riding along the banks of Loch Vennachar , on our left , we see Coilantogle Ford , where was the Combat ' , in which Fitz James mastered ...
... Lady of the Lake ; ' Ben Ledi being on our right , Ben An and Ben Venue frowning upon us in front . Riding along the banks of Loch Vennachar , on our left , we see Coilantogle Ford , where was the Combat ' , in which Fitz James mastered ...
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Стр. 383 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Стр. 152 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell...
Стр. 333 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Стр. 86 - I forty stripes save one; thrice was I beaten with rods; once was I stoned; thrice I suffered shipwreck; a night and a day I have been in the deep; in journeying often; in perils of waters; in perils of robbers; in perils by mine own countrymen; in perils by the heathen; in perils in the city; in perils in the wilderness; in perils in the sea; in perils among false brethren...
Стр. 87 - And when he had thus spoken, he kneeled down, and prayed with them all. And they all wept sore, and fell on Paul's neck, and kissed him, sorrowing most of all for the words which he spake, that they should see his face no more.
Стр. 495 - In all places, then, and in all seasons, Flowers expand their light and soul-like wings, Teaching us, by most persuasive reasons, How akin they are to human things.
Стр. 335 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...
Стр. 88 - For unto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall have abundance: but from him that hath not shall be taken away even that which he hath. And cast ye the unprofitable servant into outer darkness : there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Стр. 334 - Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Стр. 331 - And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!