The Magnolia, Or, Literary Tablet, Volume 1P. Dean Carrique, 1834 |
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... Morning in Spring .. .232 The Rainbow at Sea .373 Morning .... .257 The Two Portraits .. .381 Musings . .301 The Mediterranean .. .385 My life is like the Summer Rose .. .329 The Star Spangled Banner 389 My Home is the World .. .333 The ...
... Morning in Spring .. .232 The Rainbow at Sea .373 Morning .... .257 The Two Portraits .. .381 Musings . .301 The Mediterranean .. .385 My life is like the Summer Rose .. .329 The Star Spangled Banner 389 My Home is the World .. .333 The ...
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... morning advanced the knight arose , and breakfast being laid in a small room ad- joining his study , he waited the presence of his guest . Agnes shortly entered pale and dejected . Wat left the room , but in a few minutes returned ...
... morning advanced the knight arose , and breakfast being laid in a small room ad- joining his study , he waited the presence of his guest . Agnes shortly entered pale and dejected . Wat left the room , but in a few minutes returned ...
Pagina 4
... morning's sun . The less for several moments without speaking . host of figures which dotted the landscape " Wat , " said the knight , after a long pause , added to the beauty of the scene , above which " thou hast raised thy hand ...
... morning's sun . The less for several moments without speaking . host of figures which dotted the landscape " Wat , " said the knight , after a long pause , added to the beauty of the scene , above which " thou hast raised thy hand ...
Pagina 5
... morning , a party find your sex passing scarce in this country . of men arrived at Haviland Hall , and de- Pry'thee give me thy hand . " manded admittance . In answer to the knight's He took the hand of Agnes as he spoke , questions ...
... morning , a party find your sex passing scarce in this country . of men arrived at Haviland Hall , and de- Pry'thee give me thy hand . " manded admittance . In answer to the knight's He took the hand of Agnes as he spoke , questions ...
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... morning grew into a rich afternoon ; and the afternoon dissolved into a heavenly evening . The convent bell called the weary virgins to repose ; the porters bolted yawningly the gates for the last time ; the sound of retreat- " I am one ...
... morning grew into a rich afternoon ; and the afternoon dissolved into a heavenly evening . The convent bell called the weary virgins to repose ; the porters bolted yawningly the gates for the last time ; the sound of retreat- " I am one ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Agnes appeared arms Arthur St Atherstone Baron beautiful better bosom breath bright brow Charles Drake cheek child Claverack Clinton L companion countenance cried dark daugh daughter dear death Delphi door dress earth exclaimed eyes father Fayetteville fear feel fell flowers Forestville Freigraf gaze gentleman girl hand happy Haverstraw head heard heart heaven Helen Henry Honyost hope hour Hudson Jacob D John knew Lanesborough Lansingburgh live look Lord Magnolia marriage married Melbourne ment mind Miss Missenden morning mother never night o'er passed passion Pittsfield Plattekill Plattsburgh received replied returned rose scene seemed servant silent smile soon soul Spencertown spirit Stephentown stood stranger Sutheran sweet tears tell thee Theresa thing thou thought tion told took turned voice wife William Bassett wish woman words young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 63 - Peace, peace — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle ? What is it that gentlemen wish ? What would they have ? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery ? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!
Pagina 294 - Never indeed was any man more contented with doing his duty in that state of life to which it had pleased God to call him.
Pagina 104 - ... as great a weight of iron as he could bear, and more : that he have no sustenance, save only, on the first day, three morsels of the worst bread ; and, on the second day, three draughts of standing water, that should be nearest to the prison door ; and in this situation this should be alternately his daily diet, till he died, or (as anciently the judgment ran) till he answered...
Pagina 271 - But woman's is comparatively a fixed, a secluded, and a meditative life. She is more the companion of her own thoughts and feelings; and if they are turned to ministers of sorrow, where shall she look for consolation! Her lot is to be wooed and won; and if unhappy in her love, her heart is like some fortress that has been captured, and sacked, and abandoned and left desolate.
Pagina 271 - Every one must recollect the tragical story of young E , the Irish patriot ; it was too touching to be soon forgotten. During the troubles in Ireland he was tried, condemned, and executed, on a charge of treason. His fate made a deep impression on public sympathy. He was so young — so intelligent — so generous — so brave — so every thing that we are apt to like in a young man.
Pagina 63 - The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Pagina 344 - ... rather as a fiction of their imagination, than in hopes of ever seeing it really existing: so happily were all his virtues tempered together; so justly were they blended; and so powerfully did each prevent the other from exceeding its proper boundaries.
Pagina 62 - Third ('Treason!' cried the Speaker — 'Treason, treason!' echoed from every part of the house. It was one of those trying moments which is decisive of character.
Pagina 193 - Thou hast fanned the sleeping Earth till her dreams are all of flowers, And the waters look in mirth for their overhanging bowers ; The forest seems to listen for the rustle of its leaves, And the very skies to glisten in the hope of summer eves.
Pagina 365 - Why so slow, Gentle and voluble spirit of the air? Oh, come and breathe upon the fainting earth Coolness and life. Is it that in his caves He hears me ? See, on yonder woody ridge, The pine is bending his proud top, and now, Among the nearer groves, chestnut and oak Are tossing their green boughs about.