The Flowers of Literature: Consisting of Selections from History, Biography, Poetry, and Romance; Jeux D'esprit, Traditionary Relics, and Essays, with Translations from Approved Authors, 第 1 巻T. Tegg, 1824 |
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... fell in torrents , he was always discovered in tears by the banks of the lake , with his eyes raised to heaven , and his hands clasped in an attitude of the deepest de- votion . Many were the conjectures respecting this sin- gular ...
... fell in torrents , he was always discovered in tears by the banks of the lake , with his eyes raised to heaven , and his hands clasped in an attitude of the deepest de- votion . Many were the conjectures respecting this sin- gular ...
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... fell on shooting Billy Taylor , Vith his lady in his hand . " Here is an interesting incident ! here a melancholy subject ! what a scene for a picture ! On one side , a lady , impelled by jealousy , with a discharged pistol in her hand ...
... fell on shooting Billy Taylor , Vith his lady in his hand . " Here is an interesting incident ! here a melancholy subject ! what a scene for a picture ! On one side , a lady , impelled by jealousy , with a discharged pistol in her hand ...
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... fell loosely about her shoulders , is tied up in a tress ; sweet oils , drawn from roses and spices , are poured upon it ; she is involved in a cloud of scented dust , and invested with ornaments under which she can scarcely move ...
... fell loosely about her shoulders , is tied up in a tress ; sweet oils , drawn from roses and spices , are poured upon it ; she is involved in a cloud of scented dust , and invested with ornaments under which she can scarcely move ...
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... fell into somewhat grotesque peculiarities . One summer he purchased a white hat , and once ventured to tie it down under his chin , on account of a face - ache . The ridicule and laughter of the rustics first made him sensible that he ...
... fell into somewhat grotesque peculiarities . One summer he purchased a white hat , and once ventured to tie it down under his chin , on account of a face - ache . The ridicule and laughter of the rustics first made him sensible that he ...
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... fell into the hands of a Mr. Martindale , who had lately returned from Calcutta , so saturated with gold , that it had com- pletely tinged his face and converted half his liver into bile . Visiting his new purchase with a worthy suc ...
... fell into the hands of a Mr. Martindale , who had lately returned from Calcutta , so saturated with gold , that it had com- pletely tinged his face and converted half his liver into bile . Visiting his new purchase with a worthy suc ...
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318 ページ - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
318 ページ - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs, Which ne'er might be repeated...
182 ページ - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
55 ページ - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
182 ページ - A fool, a fool ! I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool ; a miserable world ! As I do live by food, I met a fool ; Who laid him down and basked him in the sun, And railed on Lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms, and yet a motley fool. ' Good morrow, fool,
318 ページ - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war ; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar ; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star ; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — " The foe ! They come ! they come ! " And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering...
317 ページ - Or the car rattling o'er the stony street ; On with the dance ! let joy be unconfined ; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet. But hark ! — that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat ; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm ! arm ! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar.
86 ページ - There was no trace by which the name of the ship could be ascertained. The wreck had evidently drifted about for many months ; clusters of shell-fish had fastened about it, and long sea-weeds flaunted at its sides.
319 ページ - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife. The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is cover'd thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heap'd and pent, Rider and horse — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent ! XXIX.
88 ページ - None but those who have experienced it can form an idea of the delicious throng of sensations which rush into an American's bosom when he first comes in sight of Europe. There is a volume of associations in the very name. It is the land of promise, teeming with every thing of which his childhood has heard, or on which his studious years have pondered.