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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... remained to him of their common parent , his smile was her best reward . Her attachment to him was mingled , even at this early period , with that fear which respect inspires . In all her petty transgressions , her first petition was ...
... remained to him of their common parent , his smile was her best reward . Her attachment to him was mingled , even at this early period , with that fear which respect inspires . In all her petty transgressions , her first petition was ...
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... remained snugly concealed , until Lucius's eye , wandering round the room in quest of her , detected her covert . 6 " Ah ! you rogue ! ' said he , are you playing bo - peep with me ? ' Spreading her little hands before her face and ...
... remained snugly concealed , until Lucius's eye , wandering round the room in quest of her , detected her covert . 6 " Ah ! you rogue ! ' said he , are you playing bo - peep with me ? ' Spreading her little hands before her face and ...
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... care to all that now remained of him , Lucius arranged the interment ; and , promising the old woman to see the last duty performed , he left the house . The night was far spent when he reached his home 54 THE LEGENDARY .
... care to all that now remained of him , Lucius arranged the interment ; and , promising the old woman to see the last duty performed , he left the house . The night was far spent when he reached his home 54 THE LEGENDARY .
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... remained silent . Her agitation was contagious , and in accents as tremulous as her own , Lucius attempted to say ' I can never cease to regret the pain I have caused you , ' — but , interrupting him with a proud yet noble air , she ...
... remained silent . Her agitation was contagious , and in accents as tremulous as her own , Lucius attempted to say ' I can never cease to regret the pain I have caused you , ' — but , interrupting him with a proud yet noble air , she ...
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... remained , she had acquired a habit of playing truant , thus en- larging her acquaintance much to the anoyance of her mother . Finding Frances , whose obedience was not proof against her love of society and the seductions of popularity ...
... remained , she had acquired a habit of playing truant , thus en- larging her acquaintance much to the anoyance of her mother . Finding Frances , whose obedience was not proof against her love of society and the seductions of popularity ...
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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