Myrtis: With Other Etchings and SketchingsHarper, 1855 - 292 ページ |
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Ælius amid arms Athens babe beautiful birds blessed blood bosom bowed breath bright brother brow cheek cheer child Christian clasped cleave asunder colony comfort Commodus Connecticut countenance dark daughter dear dear Jane death deep dered duties dwelling earth emperor faith father fear feet flowers forest friends gazed grace gratitude grief habitation hand happiness hath head heard heart heaven honor hope husband Indian Jehoshaphat Jehu John Custis Lady Arabella larn lips listened lofty look maiden Malvina Marcellus Marcus Aurelius mind mingled Mohegan morning mother Mount Vernon murmur Myrtis never night noble Ontologon passed pathy peace Pequod Poland poor prayer Proclus proconsul Radzivil replied Rome Sassacus scarcely seemed sister slumbering smile sorrow soul spirit spoke stood sweet Talmage Tarbox tears tender thee thou thought tion Tituba tones Ulrica Uncas Vistula voice walk wife words young
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63 ページ - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee; for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge. Thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried. The Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
21 ページ - Fear made her devils, and weak hope her gods; Gods partial, changeful, passionate, unjust, Whose attributes were rage, revenge, or lust; Such as the souls of cowards might conceive, And, form'd like tyrants, tyrants would believe.
268 ページ - Dear Chloe, this is wisdom's part ; This is that incense of the heart Whose fragrance smells to heaven.
289 ページ - Every log-cabin sends forth what it can spare for this work of pity and of sorrow. They cross each other's track. Incessantly they interrogate and reply, but in vain. The lost are not found ! In her mournful dwelling, the mother sat motionless. Her infant was upon her lap. The strong duty to succor its helplessness, grappled with the might of grief, and prevailed. Her eyes were riveted upon its brow. No sound passed her white lips. Pitying women, from distant habitations, gathered around and wept...
78 ページ - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
54 ページ - There's not a flower on all the hills : the frost is on the pane: I only wish to live till the snowdrops come again: I wish the snow would melt and the sun come out on high: I long to see a flower so before the day I die. The building rook 'ill caw from the windy tall elm-tree, And the tufted plover pipe along the fallow lea, And the swallow 'ill come back again with summer o'er the wave But I shall lie alone, mother, within the mouldering grave.
155 ページ - You are a liar ; I am no more a witch than you are a wizard ; and if you take away my life, God will give you blood to drink.
288 ページ - But it is so dark, so dark !" Rousing herself with difficulty, she unties her apron, and spreads it over the head of the child, to protect it from the driving snow; she pillows the cold cheek on her breast, and grasps more firmly the benumbed hand by which she had so faithfully led her, through all their terrible pilgrimage. There they are ! One moves not. The other keeps vigil, feebly giving utterance, at intervals, to a low, suffocating spasm from a throat dried with hunger. Once more she leans...
102 ページ - We, the rightful lords of yore, Are the rightful lords no more ; Like the silver mist we fail, Like the red leaves in the gale, — Fail like shadows, when the dawning Waves the bright flag of the morning.