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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... poor , dear Favorite is , I fear , dying . ' This was a dog that had belonged to his grandmother , and , from the circumstance of being born the same week with Lucius , had been regarded with peculiar kindness . He and Favorite had ...
... poor , dear Favorite is , I fear , dying . ' This was a dog that had belonged to his grandmother , and , from the circumstance of being born the same week with Lucius , had been regarded with peculiar kindness . He and Favorite had ...
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... poor dog ! ' repeatedly exclaimed he , ' what shall I do for him ? Oh ! what shall I do for him ? ' ' Let us go and see him , ' said Mrs Lloyd ; ' perhaps he is not so ill as you fear . ' When arrived at the place however , she found the ...
... poor dog ! ' repeatedly exclaimed he , ' what shall I do for him ? Oh ! what shall I do for him ? ' ' Let us go and see him , ' said Mrs Lloyd ; ' perhaps he is not so ill as you fear . ' When arrived at the place however , she found the ...
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... poor dog ! my dear Favorite ! ' came ; Mrs Lloyd , distressed at the growing violence of his sorrow , endeavoured to get him away . You can do him no good now , my dear boy ; come , then , from a scene that is so painful to you . ' ' I ...
... poor dog ! my dear Favorite ! ' came ; Mrs Lloyd , distressed at the growing violence of his sorrow , endeavoured to get him away . You can do him no good now , my dear boy ; come , then , from a scene that is so painful to you . ' ' I ...
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... poor Favorite was not forgotten . Finding herself at her humble residence , she was too wise and too virtuous to sink into inaction or despon- dency . Well aware that there is no situation in which the good and the busy cannot find some ...
... poor Favorite was not forgotten . Finding herself at her humble residence , she was too wise and too virtuous to sink into inaction or despon- dency . Well aware that there is no situation in which the good and the busy cannot find some ...
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... poor should be cash customers . ' ( He was again turning to the door when he heard himself addressed with , Keep to your paradox , young man . ' Looking round he perceived a gentleman , who , occupied in the examination of some cloths ...
... poor should be cash customers . ' ( He was again turning to the door when he heard himself addressed with , Keep to your paradox , young man . ' Looking round he perceived a gentleman , who , occupied in the examination of some cloths ...
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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.
Стр. 105 - And with new joy and pride The little actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his
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