The Living Authors of America: 1st ser |
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第 11 頁
The artist now buried himself in the profoundest reverie ; while he stood thus lost
in abstraction , the squire said to himself , “ Ah ! now we shall have a subject
worthy of Salvator Rosa , Murillo , and Rubens ! His mind is now ransacking
history ...
The artist now buried himself in the profoundest reverie ; while he stood thus lost
in abstraction , the squire said to himself , “ Ah ! now we shall have a subject
worthy of Salvator Rosa , Murillo , and Rubens ! His mind is now ransacking
history ...
第 13 頁
It must always be borne in mind that a novelist labors under a disadvantage
when he is drawing human nature , which he does not when he is painting nature
' s scenery ; as a matter of necessity , he must exaggerate , or , as they term it ...
It must always be borne in mind that a novelist labors under a disadvantage
when he is drawing human nature , which he does not when he is painting nature
' s scenery ; as a matter of necessity , he must exaggerate , or , as they term it ...
第 14 頁
They first , out of the impulse and love of adventure so inseparably connected
with youth , force a way for themselves through the tangled thicket of those vague
desires which invariably predicate the poetical mind . Proud of the achievement ...
They first , out of the impulse and love of adventure so inseparably connected
with youth , force a way for themselves through the tangled thicket of those vague
desires which invariably predicate the poetical mind . Proud of the achievement ...
第 17 頁
What powers of mind are required to describe an elaborate duck , or a fat man
getting into a coach , or the thousand and one other inanities in which some
writers are considered so perfectly classical ? What heart is roused by all this
laborious ...
What powers of mind are required to describe an elaborate duck , or a fat man
getting into a coach , or the thousand and one other inanities in which some
writers are considered so perfectly classical ? What heart is roused by all this
laborious ...
第 18 頁
... s mind ; and while one party claims freedom from nationality as a merit , we
merely plead in behalf of Mr . Cooper his republican tendencies , as a possible
extenuation in the eyes of the Americans . This individuality has pursued our
author ...
... s mind ; and while one party claims freedom from nationality as a merit , we
merely plead in behalf of Mr . Cooper his republican tendencies , as a possible
extenuation in the eyes of the Americans . This individuality has pursued our
author ...
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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.