The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Том 1H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley H. Bigelow, Esq., editor and proprietor, 1817 |
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... England in a handsome style . The degree of Doctor of Divinity was conferred upon the subject of these observations , A. D. 1787 , by the col- lege of Nassau - Hall , at Princeton , as that of Doctor of Laws was , in 1810 , by Harvard ...
... England in a handsome style . The degree of Doctor of Divinity was conferred upon the subject of these observations , A. D. 1787 , by the col- lege of Nassau - Hall , at Princeton , as that of Doctor of Laws was , in 1810 , by Harvard ...
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... England , he is occupied in translating the Psalms . He is also about to print an edition of the New Testament , 8000 copies duodecimo , and 1500 octavo . The 73d annual conference of the preach- ers in the connexion of the late Rev ...
... England , he is occupied in translating the Psalms . He is also about to print an edition of the New Testament , 8000 copies duodecimo , and 1500 octavo . The 73d annual conference of the preach- ers in the connexion of the late Rev ...
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... England has obtained the sanction of Go- vernment to a plan for the establishment of Branch Banks in various districts of the country . On the 24th of February , 10.000 British troops arrived in England from France , be- ing one - third ...
... England has obtained the sanction of Go- vernment to a plan for the establishment of Branch Banks in various districts of the country . On the 24th of February , 10.000 British troops arrived in England from France , be- ing one - third ...
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... England . The disputes between the Jews and the city of Frankfort are not yet terminated . The Diet has referred the Jews to the senate , and the senate has sent them to the legisla- tive body , where it is supposed their claims will be ...
... England . The disputes between the Jews and the city of Frankfort are not yet terminated . The Diet has referred the Jews to the senate , and the senate has sent them to the legisla- tive body , where it is supposed their claims will be ...
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... England . He had acquired a strong in England , black coats as eager in the relish for our customs and diversions , chase as red coats . ' • And more particularly the diversion of fox - hunt- shame for them , ' said the honest Eng- ing ...
... England . He had acquired a strong in England , black coats as eager in the relish for our customs and diversions , chase as red coats . ' • And more particularly the diversion of fox - hunt- shame for them , ' said the honest Eng- ing ...
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Страница 296 - No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Страница 296 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Страница 296 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
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Страница 349 - Nor look'd upon the earth with human eyes ; The thirst of their ambition was not mine, The aim of their existence was not mine ; My joys, my griefs, my passions, and my powers, Made me a stranger ; though I wore the form, I had no sympathy with breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon.
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Страница 296 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Страница 349 - Or to look, list'ning, on the scattered leaves, While Autumn winds were at their evening song. These were my pastimes, and to be alone ; For if the beings, of whom I was one, — Hating to be so, — cross'd me in my path, I felt myself degraded back to them, And was all clay again.
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