Literary Masterpieces: Franklin: Irving: Bryant: Webster: Everett: Longfellow: Hawthorne: Whittier: Emerson: Holmes: Lowell: Poe: Henry: Wirt: Johnson: Timrod: Lanier: TabbHoughton, Mifflin, 1904 - 433 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 31
... leaves of the pond - lilies which lie on the surface . This place was held in great awe by the Indians , insomuch that the boldest hunter would not pursue his game within its pre- cincts . Once upon a time , however , a hunter , who had ...
... leaves of the pond - lilies which lie on the surface . This place was held in great awe by the Indians , insomuch that the boldest hunter would not pursue his game within its pre- cincts . Once upon a time , however , a hunter , who had ...
Σελίδα 81
... leaves the student free to concentrate his attention upon the writings rather than on Hawthorne , in the passage quoted above , speaks of himself as one " who has been burrowing , to his utmost ability , into the depths of our common ...
... leaves the student free to concentrate his attention upon the writings rather than on Hawthorne , in the passage quoted above , speaks of himself as one " who has been burrowing , to his utmost ability , into the depths of our common ...
Σελίδα 105
... leaves , looked lovingly at the Great Stone Face . " Good evening , " said the poet . " Can you give a travelier a night's lodging ? " " Willingly , " answered Ernest ; and then he added , smiling , “ methinks I never saw the Great ...
... leaves , looked lovingly at the Great Stone Face . " Good evening , " said the poet . " Can you give a travelier a night's lodging ? " " Willingly , " answered Ernest ; and then he added , smiling , “ methinks I never saw the Great ...
Σελίδα 113
... sound in the air , and the windows rattling as with a mighty blast , I could not rest again , till look- ing forth , I saw how bright the stars were , and that · every leaf in the garden was motionless . Never MY VISIT TO NIAGARA . 113.
... sound in the air , and the windows rattling as with a mighty blast , I could not rest again , till look- ing forth , I saw how bright the stars were , and that · every leaf in the garden was motionless . Never MY VISIT TO NIAGARA . 113.
Σελίδα 114
... leaf in the garden was motionless . Never was a summer night more calm to the eye , nor a gale of au- tumn louder to the ear . The rushing sound proceeds from the rapids , and the rattling of the casements is but an effect of the ...
... leaf in the garden was motionless . Never was a summer night more calm to the eye , nor a gale of au- tumn louder to the ear . The rushing sound proceeds from the rapids , and the rattling of the casements is but an effect of the ...
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Acadian Almanac American battle beauty behold beneath blessing born Boston Bunker Hill Monument called character cloud dark death door England English Ernest Evangeline eyes father feeling forest Gathergold gave gazed give gleam Grand-Pré gray hand Hawthorne head heard heart heaven Holy Grail human idle Indian JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER labor Ligeia light lips lived look Lowell maiden manners ment mind morning mountain Nathaniel Hawthorne nature neighbor never Nevermore night o'er patriotism peace Phiz poems poet poetry Poor Richard says POOR RICHARD'S ALMANAC prophecy published Rip Van Winkle river rock round seemed shadow shore silence Sir Launfal SKETCH smile song soul sound spirit Stone Face stood story sweet thee things thou thought tion toil told Twice-Told Tales valley village Virginia voice whole wind wonder words
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Σελίδα 350 - Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!
Σελίδα 39 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Σελίδα 354 - thing of evil— prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us, by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore— Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore!
Σελίδα 353 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch...
Σελίδα 37 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Σελίδα 356 - DURING the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.
Σελίδα 349 - This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Σελίδα 76 - NAUTILUS 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.
Σελίδα 38 - To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share and treads upon : the oak Shall send his roots abroad and pierce thy mould.
Σελίδα 351 - For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as 'Nevermore.