American Monthly Knickerbocker, Том 23Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew 1844 |
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... thee , Garner'd of wisdom for thy fleeting days , Whether the sunshine or the storm be o'er thee , Forward to look with hope , and trust , and praise ? Newport , Rhode - Island , Dec. , 1843 . E. R. G. H. THE IDLE BERG PAPERS . A ...
... thee , Garner'd of wisdom for thy fleeting days , Whether the sunshine or the storm be o'er thee , Forward to look with hope , and trust , and praise ? Newport , Rhode - Island , Dec. , 1843 . E. R. G. H. THE IDLE BERG PAPERS . A ...
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... thee of the gorgeous sunsets and of those piles of massy clouds of living and ever - varying colours on which the Day pillows himself to rest in a luxurious repose ; but open thine heart upon the Eastern bank of the Hudson at the grey ...
... thee of the gorgeous sunsets and of those piles of massy clouds of living and ever - varying colours on which the Day pillows himself to rest in a luxurious repose ; but open thine heart upon the Eastern bank of the Hudson at the grey ...
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... thee ! THOU hid'st the scenes that lie the grave beyond - Thou hast the secrets of the world unseen ; Where the loved ones , the beautiful , the fond , And all who tossed on life's wild sea have been , Have gone in silence at thy ...
... thee ! THOU hid'st the scenes that lie the grave beyond - Thou hast the secrets of the world unseen ; Where the loved ones , the beautiful , the fond , And all who tossed on life's wild sea have been , Have gone in silence at thy ...
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... thee ? V. I know there is a heaven which is peopled not with shades , Where the buds and flowers ne'er wither , and the rainbow never fades ; Where the mourners cease from mourning , and in smiles of joy are drest , Where the wicked ...
... thee ? V. I know there is a heaven which is peopled not with shades , Where the buds and flowers ne'er wither , and the rainbow never fades ; Where the mourners cease from mourning , and in smiles of joy are drest , Where the wicked ...
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... thee to die ! HANS VON SPIEGEL . THE MAIL ROBBER . NUMBER SIX . LETTER TO THE EDITOR FROM HIS ENGLISH CORRESPONDENT . SIR My friends abroad complain that my last letter reached them in small type , most pernicious to English eyes , and ...
... thee to die ! HANS VON SPIEGEL . THE MAIL ROBBER . NUMBER SIX . LETTER TO THE EDITOR FROM HIS ENGLISH CORRESPONDENT . SIR My friends abroad complain that my last letter reached them in small type , most pernicious to English eyes , and ...
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Страница 80 - On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object : can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt...
Страница 18 - O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall.
Страница 80 - tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there ; jumping o'er times ; Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass...
Страница 268 - Yet every one had had enough, and the youngest Cratchits in particular were steeped in sage and onion to the eyebrows ! But now, the plates being changed by Miss Belinda, Mrs. Cratchit left the room alone — too nervous to bear witnesses — to take the pudding up, and bring it in.
Страница 95 - Italia ! oh Italia ! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty, which became A funeral dower of present woes and past, On thy sweet brow is sorrow ploughed by shame, And annals graved in characters of flame. Oh, God ! that thou wert in thy nakedness Less lovely or more powerful, and couldst claim Thy right, and awe the robbers back, who press To shed thy blood, and drink the tears of thy distress ; XLIII.
Страница 281 - To-night I saw the sun set: he set and left behind The good old year, the dear old time, and all my peace of mind; And the New-year's coming up, mother, but I shall never see The blossom on the blackthorn, the leaf upon the tree.
Страница 283 - O look ! the sun begins to rise, the heavens are in a glow; He shines upon a hundred fields, and all of them I know. And there I move no longer now, and there his light may shine — Wild flowers in the valley for other hands than mine.
Страница 547 - He goes on Sunday to the church. And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice.
Страница 282 - And you'll come sometimes and see me where I am lowly laid. I shall not forget you, mother, I shall hear you when you pass, With your feet above my head in the long and pleasant. grass.