American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880A. and C. Black, 1882 - 472 страница |
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... sense , able to perform the same feat . Far too many books and magazines are yearly published in Great Britain - books that fail from the obviousness of their platitudes , the slovenliness of their 1 1880 , when some sentences were ...
... sense , able to perform the same feat . Far too many books and magazines are yearly published in Great Britain - books that fail from the obviousness of their platitudes , the slovenliness of their 1 1880 , when some sentences were ...
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... sense to rejoice at the change . But the example of the West spares us the anachronistic regret : American slavery has done nothing but harm to the " mean whites " of Balti- more or Charlestown . If the literature of the North has been ...
... sense to rejoice at the change . But the example of the West spares us the anachronistic regret : American slavery has done nothing but harm to the " mean whites " of Balti- more or Charlestown . If the literature of the North has been ...
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... sense of his own superiority . Some thirty years ago , a scheme to establish a new Southern University was abandoned be- cause the " cuticular aristocracy " would not associate with the teachers . It has been the common practice of the ...
... sense of his own superiority . Some thirty years ago , a scheme to establish a new Southern University was abandoned be- cause the " cuticular aristocracy " would not associate with the teachers . It has been the common practice of the ...
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... sense , dominating will , and administrative power which it displays . This narrative , published in London ( 1608 ) , has been recognised as the earliest book in American litera- ture . Smith , who died in 1631 , after , in other ...
... sense , dominating will , and administrative power which it displays . This narrative , published in London ( 1608 ) , has been recognised as the earliest book in American litera- ture . Smith , who died in 1631 , after , in other ...
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... sense of controlling the Legislature , the mass of the people were intellectually , and in many respects , legally , the slaves of the clergy . The pulpit was the high throne of State , the rostra , and the judgment seat ; the sermons ...
... sense of controlling the Legislature , the mass of the people were intellectually , and in many respects , legally , the slaves of the clergy . The pulpit was the high throne of State , the rostra , and the judgment seat ; the sermons ...
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Страница 188 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun, — the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between ; The venerable woods — rivers that move * In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Страница 80 - And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake: and after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
Страница 199 - Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter and then cease; And like a bell, with solemn, sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say, "Peace !" Peace ! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies ! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.
Страница 219 - IN THE greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace — Radiant palace — reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion — It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair.
Страница 247 - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar ; No harm from Him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air ; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.
Страница 301 - They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
Страница 239 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on.
Страница 213 - RECONCILIATION WORD over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world; For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead, I look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin — I draw near, Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.
Страница 224 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
Страница 250 - This is the ship of pearl, which poets feign Sails the unshadowed main, The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings, In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.