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... thou- sand particulars which the subject involves , they would have been tedious , because superfluous . The omission of these little incidents , and telling us simply that they went up the hill , no matter how , is a very high negative ...
... thou- sand particulars which the subject involves , they would have been tedious , because superfluous . The omission of these little incidents , and telling us simply that they went up the hill , no matter how , is a very high negative ...
Pagina 45
... thou , to camps and war a stranger , Desert thy Mary's faithful side , And bare thy life to every danger ? Yet go , brave youth ! to arms away ! My maiden hands for fight shall dress thee , And when the drum beats far away , I'll drop a ...
... thou , to camps and war a stranger , Desert thy Mary's faithful side , And bare thy life to every danger ? Yet go , brave youth ! to arms away ! My maiden hands for fight shall dress thee , And when the drum beats far away , I'll drop a ...
Pagina 53
... thou much loved , dear departed shade , To what celestial region hast thou stray'd ? Where is that vein of thought , that noble fire , Which fed thy soul , and bade the world admire ? That manly strife with fortune to be just , That ...
... thou much loved , dear departed shade , To what celestial region hast thou stray'd ? Where is that vein of thought , that noble fire , Which fed thy soul , and bade the world admire ? That manly strife with fortune to be just , That ...
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... thou art , by fortune's hand Toss'd on the baleful Carolinian strand , Oh ! if thou seest perchance the poet's grave , 54 THE PHILADELPHIA BOOK .
... thou art , by fortune's hand Toss'd on the baleful Carolinian strand , Oh ! if thou seest perchance the poet's grave , 54 THE PHILADELPHIA BOOK .
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... thou lov'st e'er lay thee low , ) There may the weeping morn its tribute bring , And angels shield it with their golden wing , Till the last trump shall burst the womb of night , And the purged atoms to their soul unite ! THE ADVENTURE ...
... thou lov'st e'er lay thee low , ) There may the weeping morn its tribute bring , And angels shield it with their golden wing , Till the last trump shall burst the womb of night , And the purged atoms to their soul unite ! THE ADVENTURE ...
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The Philadelphia Book: Or, Specimens of Metropolitan Literature Peter Stephen Du Ponceau Volledige weergave - 1836 |
The Philadelphia Book: Or, Specimens of Metropolitan Literature Peter Stephen Du Ponceau Volledige weergave - 1836 |
The Philadelphia Book: Or, Specimens of Metropolitan Literature Peter Stephen Du Ponceau Volledige weergave - 1836 |
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Pagina 319 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Pagina 321 - And the woman fled into the wilderness, where she hath a place prepared of God, that they should feed her there a thousand two hundred and threescore days.
Pagina 284 - ... government seems to me a part of religion itself, a thing sacred in its institution and end...
Pagina 81 - Fresh pleasure only : for the attentive mind, By this harmonious action on her powers, Becomes herself harmonious : wont so oft In outward things to meditate the charm Of sacred order, soon she seeks at home To find a kindred order, to exert Within herself this elegance of love, This fair inspired delight : her temper'd powers Refine at length, and every passion wears A chaster, milder, more attractive mien.
Pagina 29 - Jack and Gill went up the hill To draw a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Gill came tumbling after.
Pagina 193 - ... upon one, the hall of which was open, and the windows lifted. After knocking for some time, a young girl appeared, with many marks of distress. In answer to my question, she answered that both her parents were sick, and that they could receive no one. I inquired, in vain, for any other tavern at which strangers might be accommodated. She knew of none such; and left me, on some one's calling to her from above, in the midst of my embarrassment. After a moment's pause, I returned, discomforted and...
Pagina 208 - The worms from the webs, where they riot and welter: His song and his services freely are ours, And all that he asks is — in summer a shelter. The plowman is pleased when he gleans in his train.
Pagina 2 - Harvard College Library FROM THE BEQUEST OF SAMUEL SHAPLEIGH CLASS OF 1789 LIBRARIAN OF HARVARD COLLEGE 1793-1800 4 >4 4 ^ >4.
Pagina 80 - By kind illusions of the wondering sense Thou mak'st all Nature beauty to his eye, Or music to his ear...
Pagina 207 - He flits through the orchard, he visits each tree, The red flowering peach, and the apple's sweet blossoms ; He snaps up destroyers wherever they be, And seizes the caitiffs that lurk in their bosoms ; He drags the vile grub from the corn it devours, The worms from their beds where they riot and welter ; His song and his services freely are ours, And all that he asks is, in summer a shelter.