The Living Authors of America: 1st serStringer and Townsend, 1850 - 365 ページ |
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... hope , ' we shall be able to walk to land . ' " There was One , and only One , to whose feet the waters were the same as a dry deck , ' returned the cockswain ; and none but such as have his power will ever be able to walk from these ...
... hope , ' we shall be able to walk to land . ' " There was One , and only One , to whose feet the waters were the same as a dry deck , ' returned the cockswain ; and none but such as have his power will ever be able to walk from these ...
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... hope . ' " Thy will be done thy prayer is heard - approach and kneel . ' " Antonio , who had fastened his line to his seat , and disposed of his net with habitual care , now crossed himself devoutly , and took his station before the ...
... hope . ' " Thy will be done thy prayer is heard - approach and kneel . ' " Antonio , who had fastened his line to his seat , and disposed of his net with habitual care , now crossed himself devoutly , and took his station before the ...
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... hope I do . ' " Thou must not trifle with thyself to thine own perdition . There is an eye in yon vault above us which pervades space , and which looks into the inmost secrets of the heart . Canst thou par- don the error of the ...
... hope I do . ' " Thou must not trifle with thyself to thine own perdition . There is an eye in yon vault above us which pervades space , and which looks into the inmost secrets of the heart . Canst thou par- don the error of the ...
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... his fall , he was alone in the centre of the vast but tranquil sheet of water . There might have been a glimmering of hope , as he rose from the darkness of the sea to the bright beauty of that moon - lit JAMES FENIMORE 35 COOPER .
... his fall , he was alone in the centre of the vast but tranquil sheet of water . There might have been a glimmering of hope , as he rose from the darkness of the sea to the bright beauty of that moon - lit JAMES FENIMORE 35 COOPER .
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... hope for two classes who will appre- ciate Emerson -- the highly cultured and the ignorant ; these last , however , must be those that think for themselves . It is the middle class , the men who have a smattering of all things and know ...
... hope for two classes who will appre- ciate Emerson -- the highly cultured and the ignorant ; these last , however , must be those that think for themselves . It is the middle class , the men who have a smattering of all things and know ...
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115 ページ - TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
129 ページ - But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door; Darkness there and nothing more.
84 ページ - And marked the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill, changeless brow...
208 ページ - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
126 ページ - IT WAS many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
228 ページ - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.
231 ページ - ... when she fears For him the joy of her young years, Thinks of thy fate, and checks her tears; And she, the mother of thy boys, Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak, The memory of her buried joys, And even she who gave thee birth, Will, by their pilgrim-circled hearth, Talk of thy doom without a sigh; For thou art Freedom's now, and Fame's: One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die.
127 ページ - For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
127 ページ - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we Of many far wiser than we And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
156 ページ - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy; his spirit drank The spectacle: sensation, soul, and form, All melted into him; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not; in enjoyment it expired.