American Monthly Knickerbocker, Том 161840 |
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... bright than those which gem the brow of Oriental night ; how have men , with all man's faculties and feelings , acted upon by all these extraordinary outward incentives , still con- tinued , from generation to generation , enveloped in ...
... bright than those which gem the brow of Oriental night ; how have men , with all man's faculties and feelings , acted upon by all these extraordinary outward incentives , still con- tinued , from generation to generation , enveloped in ...
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... bright day , Our party took their rambling way : Now the rough quarry's depths pervade , And now the cooling woodland shade : Now following brooks through deep ra- vines , Now climbing steeps for distant scenes ; And fair that eastern ...
... bright day , Our party took their rambling way : Now the rough quarry's depths pervade , And now the cooling woodland shade : Now following brooks through deep ra- vines , Now climbing steeps for distant scenes ; And fair that eastern ...
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... bright ; But thy sweet twilight hue that shone Softly on me , and me alone ! ' T was not thy song of music clear , That rings to ravish all that hear ; But oh ! thy gently breathing tone Murmured to me and me alone ! All force , all ...
... bright ; But thy sweet twilight hue that shone Softly on me , and me alone ! ' T was not thy song of music clear , That rings to ravish all that hear ; But oh ! thy gently breathing tone Murmured to me and me alone ! All force , all ...
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... bright , Than absence ' dull funereal night : The one is life of painful breath , The other , gloomy , chilly death ; And like the soul , the heart will cling To life , however sharp its sting . All lost my patience and command , Last ...
... bright , Than absence ' dull funereal night : The one is life of painful breath , The other , gloomy , chilly death ; And like the soul , the heart will cling To life , however sharp its sting . All lost my patience and command , Last ...
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... Bright were the faces , bright the skies ; With smiling heavens shone smiling eyes . The merry laugh , the silver song , Poured ceaseless as we rode along ; And Julia shone above the rest , The brightest , wittiest , merriest , best ...
... Bright were the faces , bright the skies ; With smiling heavens shone smiling eyes . The merry laugh , the silver song , Poured ceaseless as we rode along ; And Julia shone above the rest , The brightest , wittiest , merriest , best ...
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Стр. 409 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Стр. 409 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close : Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Стр. 409 - Week in. week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low.
Стр. 409 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION.
Стр. 93 - In my opinion, profound minds are the most likely to think lightly of the resources of human reason; and it is the pert superficial thinker who is generally strongest in every kind of unbelief. The deep philosopher sees chains of causes and effects so wonderfully and strangely linked together, that he is usually the last person to decide upon the impossibility of any two series of events being independent of each other...
Стр. 90 - Those morning haunts are where they should be, at home; not sleeping, or concocting the surfeits of an irregular feast, but up and stirring, in winter often ere the sound of any bell awake men to labour or to devotion; in summer as oft with the bird that first rouses, or not much tardier, to read good authors, or cause them to be read, till the attention be weary, or memory have its full fraught: then, with useful and generous labours preserving the body's health and hardiness...
Стр. 64 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly; These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play; But I have that within which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Стр. 75 - ... the silver cord is snapped, or the golden bowl is broken, or the pitcher is broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern, and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.
Стр. 95 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Стр. 90 - ... to read good authors, or cause them to be read, till the attention be weary, or memory have its full fraught; then with useful and generous labors preserving the body's health and hardiness to render lightsome, clear, and not lumpish obedience to the mind, to the cause of religion, and our country's liberty...