The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Τόμος 2Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 |
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Σελίδα 11
... never Longfellow's ; he comes to you at once presenting his clear thought , and thus he reaches the hearts of men as with the salutation of a friend and the hearty grasp of a loving brother . Thus genial , pure , dig- nified , he uses ...
... never Longfellow's ; he comes to you at once presenting his clear thought , and thus he reaches the hearts of men as with the salutation of a friend and the hearty grasp of a loving brother . Thus genial , pure , dig- nified , he uses ...
Σελίδα 13
... never lived , truer men never drew the bow . They had courage and fortitude and sagacity and perseverance beyond most of the human race . They shrank from no dangers , and they feared no hardships . If they had the vices of savage life ...
... never lived , truer men never drew the bow . They had courage and fortitude and sagacity and perseverance beyond most of the human race . They shrank from no dangers , and they feared no hardships . If they had the vices of savage life ...
Σελίδα 21
... never would allow a superior in any art , from writing poetry down to dancing a hornpipe , the doc- tor with great eagerness insisted upon trying his epigrammatic powers with Mr. Garrick , and each of them was to write the other's ...
... never would allow a superior in any art , from writing poetry down to dancing a hornpipe , the doc- tor with great eagerness insisted upon trying his epigrammatic powers with Mr. Garrick , and each of them was to write the other's ...
Σελίδα 25
... never heard of them ; upon which Dr. Johnson observed , Sir , he is one of the many who have made themselves public with- out making themselves known . " " — " Boswell , " by Croaker , p . 171 . 3 James Macpherson , Esq . Died 1796 ...
... never heard of them ; upon which Dr. Johnson observed , Sir , he is one of the many who have made themselves public with- out making themselves known . " " — " Boswell , " by Croaker , p . 171 . 3 James Macpherson , Esq . Died 1796 ...
Σελίδα 33
... never think of tapping , Or making any din ; A knock , though e'en the slightest , Is worse than looking in . Tap ! tap ! Would any think it ? He never learns to mind ; ' Tis surely most surprising : He thinks my mother blind . ' Tis ...
... never think of tapping , Or making any din ; A knock , though e'en the slightest , Is worse than looking in . Tap ! tap ! Would any think it ? He never learns to mind ; ' Tis surely most surprising : He thinks my mother blind . ' Tis ...
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Σελίδα 100 - 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 100 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Σελίδα 102 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Σελίδα 379 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
Σελίδα 22 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote ; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit : For a patriot, too cool ; for a drudge, disobedient ; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, Sir, To eat mutton cold, and...
Σελίδα 88 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Σελίδα 498 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Σελίδα 294 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
Σελίδα 379 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, O teach my heart To find that better way.
Σελίδα 198 - WITH deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, In the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle Their magic spells. On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, Sweet Cork, of thee, — With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.