Prose and Verse, Объемы 1-2Wiley and Putnam, 1845 |
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... FAIR INES XVII . BALLAD XVIII . RUTH XIX . AUTUMN XX . SONG · XXI . ODE TO MELANCHOLY PAGE . • 133 • 135 137 • 145 • 150 154 162 · 168 · 173 175 179 180 182 • 183 184 · 185 • 186 EDITOR'S PREFACE . It is designed to embrace in the vi ...
... FAIR INES XVII . BALLAD XVIII . RUTH XIX . AUTUMN XX . SONG · XXI . ODE TO MELANCHOLY PAGE . • 133 • 135 137 • 145 • 150 154 162 · 168 · 173 175 179 180 182 • 183 184 · 185 • 186 EDITOR'S PREFACE . It is designed to embrace in the vi ...
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... fair share in her benevolence . She was pre - eminently the friend of the blacks . Howbeit , for all her sacrifices , not a lash was averted from their sable backs . She had raised dis- content in the kitchen , she had disgusted her ...
... fair share in her benevolence . She was pre - eminently the friend of the blacks . Howbeit , for all her sacrifices , not a lash was averted from their sable backs . She had raised dis- content in the kitchen , she had disgusted her ...
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... fair copy . Wherefore , O ye Poets and Prosers , who aspire to write in Miscellanies , and above all , O ye palpitating Untried , who meditate the offer of your maiden essays to established periodicals , take care , pray ye take care ...
... fair copy . Wherefore , O ye Poets and Prosers , who aspire to write in Miscellanies , and above all , O ye palpitating Untried , who meditate the offer of your maiden essays to established periodicals , take care , pray ye take care ...
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... and very characteristically , to the matter in hand . For instance , their favorite doctrine of non - resistance was once pushed - if Quakers ever push - a little " beyond be- yond . " By way of clencher , one fair 72 PROSE AND VERSE .
... and very characteristically , to the matter in hand . For instance , their favorite doctrine of non - resistance was once pushed - if Quakers ever push - a little " beyond be- yond . " By way of clencher , one fair 72 PROSE AND VERSE .
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Thomas Hood. yond . " By way of clencher , one fair , meek , sleek Quakeress , in dove color , gravely told a melo - dramatic story of a conscien- tious Friend , who , rather than lift even his finger against a Foe , passively , yea ...
Thomas Hood. yond . " By way of clencher , one fair , meek , sleek Quakeress , in dove color , gravely told a melo - dramatic story of a conscien- tious Friend , who , rather than lift even his finger against a Foe , passively , yea ...
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Стр. 34 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy: To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy ! THOMAS HOOD.
Стр. 34 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! T remember.
Стр. 26 - Then down I cast me on my face, And first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep : Or land or sea, though he should be Ten thousand fathoms deep.
Стр. 26 - All night I lay in agony, From weary chime to chime; With one besetting horrid hint That racked me all the time — A mighty yearning, like the first Fierce impulse unto crime — "One stern tyrannic thought, that made All other thoughts its slave! Stronger and stronger every pulse Did that temptation crave — Still urging me to go and see The dead man in his grave!
Стр. 23 - And, long since then, of bloody men Whose deeds tradition saves; Of lonely folk cut off unseen, And hid in sudden graves ; Of horrid stabs, in groves forlorn, And murders done in caves ; And how the sprites of injured men Shriek upward from the sod...
Стр. 210 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch — stitch — stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, — Would that its tone could reach the Rich ! She sang this " Song of the Shirt !
Стр. 209 - The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my soul To play so ill a part : But evil is wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart...
Стр. 134 - For over all there hung a cloud of fear, A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted ! PART III.
Стр. 180 - Ines" had always, for me, an inexpressible charm: O saw ye not fair Ines! She's gone into the West, To dazzle when the sun is down, And rob the world of rest...