The Living Authors of America: 1st serStringer and Townsend, 1850 - 365 頁 |
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... Coleridge , and their contemporaries , to the enlightened Americans . The alacrity with which an English audience wel- comes an author or a lecturer from the New World is too well known to need any proof : it has been acknowledged 1.
... Coleridge , and their contemporaries , to the enlightened Americans . The alacrity with which an English audience wel- comes an author or a lecturer from the New World is too well known to need any proof : it has been acknowledged 1.
第 vii 頁
... come in contact with men without being influenced one way or the other by this personal familiarity : and when to this is added the fact of political or religious agree- ment or disagreement , the author is placed under a medium which ...
... come in contact with men without being influenced one way or the other by this personal familiarity : and when to this is added the fact of political or religious agree- ment or disagreement , the author is placed under a medium which ...
第 10 頁
... at the panel — then down on the ground - and then in a very oracular tone of voice said , " My deliberate opinion is , that nothing will so well be- come that space as a very large Red Lion ! 10 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
... at the panel — then down on the ground - and then in a very oracular tone of voice said , " My deliberate opinion is , that nothing will so well be- come that space as a very large Red Lion ! 10 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
第 11 頁
1st ser Thomas Powell. come that space as a very large Red Lion ! what does your worship think ? " The squire seemed somewhat surprised at first , but acquiesced , and at last began to think it a Red Lion very well drawn , and colored ...
1st ser Thomas Powell. come that space as a very large Red Lion ! what does your worship think ? " The squire seemed somewhat surprised at first , but acquiesced , and at last began to think it a Red Lion very well drawn , and colored ...
第 16 頁
... plot is too glaring to allow it a permanent existence . It opens well , the atten- tion is aroused , and when we come to the death of the old fisherman , we are fully convinced the romance is of 16 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
... plot is too glaring to allow it a permanent existence . It opens well , the atten- tion is aroused , and when we come to the death of the old fisherman , we are fully convinced the romance is of 16 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
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第 163 頁 - are beating Funeral marches to the grave. ***** " Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time! " Footprints! that perhaps another, Sailing o'er Life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing shall take heart again!
第 128 頁 - Once upon a midnight dreary, While I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' Tapping at my chamber door— Only this, and nothing more.
第 197 頁 - 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.
第 357 頁 - His soul was like a star, and dwelt apart! He had a voice whose sound was like the sea, Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free ; So did he travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness, and yet his heart The lowliest duties on itself did lay
第 220 頁 - eye serene The very pulse of the machine; A being breathing thoughtful breath, A traveller between life and death; The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command: And yet a spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
第 230 頁 - His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won: Then saw in death his eyelids close, Calmly, as to a night's repose, Like flowers at set of sun. Bozzaris! with the storied brave, Greece mustered in her glory's time, Rest thee; there is no prouder grave,
第 164 頁 - There is a reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded gram at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. * * * * " He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves, It was for the Lord of Paradise' He bound them in his sheaves.
第 156 頁 - Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not, in enjoyment it expired; No thanks he breathed, he proffered no request. Rapt into still communion that transcends The imperfect offices of prayer and praise, His mind was a thanksgiving to the power That made him—it was blessedness and love.
第 130 頁 - Not the least obeisance made he; Not an instant stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, Perched above my chamber door— Perched upon a bust of Pallas Just above my chamber door— Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
第 160 頁 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought, Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.