The Legendary, Consisting of Original Pieces, Principally Illustrative of American History, Scenery, and Manners, Том 2Nathaniel Parker Willis S. G. Goodrich, 1828 |
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... lost in the rays of the finest black eyes that ever sparkled . A mouth , arrayed in smiles , disclosed the whitest teeth imaginable . An air of softness and kindness overspread her countenance , and a graceful languor was perceived in ...
... lost in the rays of the finest black eyes that ever sparkled . A mouth , arrayed in smiles , disclosed the whitest teeth imaginable . An air of softness and kindness overspread her countenance , and a graceful languor was perceived in ...
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... said , ' There is the gentle- man . ' Lucius approached gently , and not without a vague apprehension stealing over him — but every feeling was lost in surprise and concern when he recognised in the THE STEPMOTHER . 47.
... said , ' There is the gentle- man . ' Lucius approached gently , and not without a vague apprehension stealing over him — but every feeling was lost in surprise and concern when he recognised in the THE STEPMOTHER . 47.
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Nathaniel Parker Willis. lost in surprise and concern when he recognised in the words , ' I have not then been mistaken in you , ' the voice of Frederick Whitby ! He had seen or heard but little of this young man since their abrupt ...
Nathaniel Parker Willis. lost in surprise and concern when he recognised in the words , ' I have not then been mistaken in you , ' the voice of Frederick Whitby ! He had seen or heard but little of this young man since their abrupt ...
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... lost no time in interrupting it ; and Elise , at his approach , with a vexed and disappointed look , ordered the coachman to proceed . The thoughts of Lucius for a few moments dwelt on her words , which he partly understood as a ...
... lost no time in interrupting it ; and Elise , at his approach , with a vexed and disappointed look , ordered the coachman to proceed . The thoughts of Lucius for a few moments dwelt on her words , which he partly understood as a ...
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... lost the money himself in vicious excesses . He had been seen to frequent a house known to be the resort of the vilest people , and under suspicious appearances . His late hours , his mysterious silence , his embarrassed manner ...
... lost the money himself in vicious excesses . He had been seen to frequent a house known to be the resort of the vilest people , and under suspicious appearances . His late hours , his mysterious silence , his embarrassed manner ...
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Стр. 106 - Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave, A Presence which is not to be put by ; Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife...
Стр. 105 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity ; Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted forever by the eternal mind, — Mighty 'Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Стр. 106 - Thy heritage; thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave ; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the day, a Master o'er a Slave, A presence which is not to be put by...
Стр. 4 - He battles heart and arm, his own blue sky Above him, and his own green land around, Land of his father's grave, His blessing and his prayers, Land where he learned to lisp a mother's name, The first beloved in life, the last forgot, Land of his frolic youth, Land of his bridal eve, Land of his children — vain your columned strength, Invaders ! vain your battles' steel and fire ! Choose ye the morrow's doom — A prison or a grave.
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Стр. 182 - Sings cheerfully to itself; rhy musing cat Purrs as she wakes from her unquiet sleep, And looks into my face as if she felt, Like me, the gentle influence of the rain. Here have I sat since morn, reading sometimes, And sometimes...
Стр. 182 - ... cat Purrs as she wakes from her unquiet sleep, And looks into my face as if she felt, Like me, the gentle influence of the rain. Here have I sat since morn, reading sometimes, And sometimes listening to the faster fall Of the large drops, or rising with the stir Of an unbidden thought, have walk'd awhile, With the slow steps of indolence, my room, And then sat down composedly again To my quaint book of olden poetry. It is a kind of idleness, I know ; And I am said to be an idle man — And it...
Стр. 3 - ... hearts And hopes as dead and cold, A gallant army formed their last array Upon that field, in silence and deep gloom, And at their conqueror's feet Laid their war-weapons down. Sullen and stern, disarmed but not dishonored ; Brave men, but brave in vain, they yielded there : The soldier's trial-task Is not alone