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... BRET HARTE Grizzly THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH When the Sultan Goes to Ispahan . CHARLES DUDLEY WARNER Camping Out . 601 602 603 PAGE 614 EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN Pan in Wall Street EDWARD xiv READINGS FROM AMERICAN LITERATURE.
... BRET HARTE Grizzly THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH When the Sultan Goes to Ispahan . CHARLES DUDLEY WARNER Camping Out . 601 602 603 PAGE 614 EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN Pan in Wall Street EDWARD xiv READINGS FROM AMERICAN LITERATURE.
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... Wall Street EDWARD ROWLAND SILL The Fool's Prayer JOAQUIN MILLER Crossing the Plains By the Pacific Ocean Columbus EMILY DICKINSON The Humming - Bird Out of the Morning Chartless . · The Robin In the Garden Autumn 617 618 619 619 621 ...
... Wall Street EDWARD ROWLAND SILL The Fool's Prayer JOAQUIN MILLER Crossing the Plains By the Pacific Ocean Columbus EMILY DICKINSON The Humming - Bird Out of the Morning Chartless . · The Robin In the Garden Autumn 617 618 619 619 621 ...
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... walls of their chambers , and that Diogenes would have the better of them by far , in making use of a tun to lodge in ; not being ignorant also , that many people in this age are out of conceit with learning , and that although they ...
... walls of their chambers , and that Diogenes would have the better of them by far , in making use of a tun to lodge in ; not being ignorant also , that many people in this age are out of conceit with learning , and that although they ...
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... wall ; I uttered screams of horror ; I panted after torment and pain . Eternal fire , and the bickerings of hell , compared with what I felt , were music and a bed of roses . " I thank my God that this degeneracy was transient , — that ...
... wall ; I uttered screams of horror ; I panted after torment and pain . Eternal fire , and the bickerings of hell , compared with what I felt , were music and a bed of roses . " I thank my God that this degeneracy was transient , — that ...
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... wall of the council - chamber . Nay , it has even been said , that when any deliberation of extraordinary length and intricacy was on the carpet , the renowned Wouter would shut his eyes for full two hours at a time , that he might not ...
... wall of the council - chamber . Nay , it has even been said , that when any deliberation of extraordinary length and intricacy was on the carpet , the renowned Wouter would shut his eyes for full two hours at a time , that he might not ...
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Страница 565 - For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
Страница 119 - Gentlemen may cry 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...
Страница 236 - rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Страница 448 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Страница 470 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck once red with heroes...
Страница 237 - The wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow ; But on the hills the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sun-flower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone, from upland, glade, and glen.
Страница 250 - what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.'" But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What...
Страница 478 - Before thee lies revealed, — Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed! Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more. Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is...
Страница 122 - Still one thing more, fellow-citizens, a wise and frugal government, which shall restrain men from injuring one another, shall leave them otherwise free to regulate their own pursuits of industry and improvement, and shall not take from the mouth of labor the bread it has earned.
Страница 258 - 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. Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand ! The agate lamp within thy hand, Ah ! Psyche, from the regions which Are Holy Land ! It is the tendency...