The Literary Magazine, and American Register, 第 1 卷John Conrad & Company, 1804 |
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第 15 頁
... father . It is an old book , and few volumes have been oftener in my hands . I would not exchange it for an edition of the same work embellished by all the arts of the printer , the engraver , and the binder .... Inanimate objects have ...
... father . It is an old book , and few volumes have been oftener in my hands . I would not exchange it for an edition of the same work embellished by all the arts of the printer , the engraver , and the binder .... Inanimate objects have ...
第 19 頁
... fathers shall never tell us , " On this mount God appeared , under this tree stood visible , among these pines his voice I heard , here with him at this fountain talked , " The description in Paradise Lost , Book XI . of the abatement ...
... fathers shall never tell us , " On this mount God appeared , under this tree stood visible , among these pines his voice I heard , here with him at this fountain talked , " The description in Paradise Lost , Book XI . of the abatement ...
第 38 頁
... father may in vain attempt to raise up his son for his support and comfort ; but when the time arrives , and with increasing years , he comes to use- ful manhood ; he is torn from the presence of his parents , and the en- dearments of ...
... father may in vain attempt to raise up his son for his support and comfort ; but when the time arrives , and with increasing years , he comes to use- ful manhood ; he is torn from the presence of his parents , and the en- dearments of ...
第 48 頁
... Father kneels , Pale on the eye a woman - hermit steals ! All gaze with wonder , but Cominge with dread ; She dies , whom long his hopeless heart thought dead ! Fathers , ( she cries ) my sex profanes your gown , I made your silence ...
... Father kneels , Pale on the eye a woman - hermit steals ! All gaze with wonder , but Cominge with dread ; She dies , whom long his hopeless heart thought dead ! Fathers , ( she cries ) my sex profanes your gown , I made your silence ...
第 49 頁
... fathers , mourn From love's soft witcheries the virgin torn ; Still let me plead , ye hallowed sons of time ! The daughter's error was the father's crime . My lord within an arbour's green retreat My unblessed lover weeping at my feet ...
... fathers , mourn From love's soft witcheries the virgin torn ; Still let me plead , ye hallowed sons of time ! The daughter's error was the father's crime . My lord within an arbour's green retreat My unblessed lover weeping at my feet ...
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第 17 頁 - That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names ! Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly, nuptial bower, by me...
第 418 頁 - In wild excess the vulgar breast takes fire, Till, buried in debauch, the bliss expire. But not their joys alone thus coarsely flow — Their morals, like their pleasures, are but low ; For, as refinement stops, from sire to son, Unalter'd, unimprov'd, the manners run — And love's and friendship's finely pointed dart Fall blunted from each indurated heart.
第 173 頁 - He met her, and in secret shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove, While yet there was no fear of Jove. Come, pensive nun, devout and pure, Sober, steadfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain, Flowing with majestic train, And sable stole of cypress lawn Over thy decent shoulders drawn.
第 175 頁 - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast: And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Ay round about Jove's altar sing; And add to these retired Leisure That in trim gardens takes his pleasure...
第 261 頁 - Devotion alone should have stopped me, to join in the duties of the congregation; but I must confess that curiosity to hear the preacher of such a wilderness was not the least of my motives.
第 263 頁 - Socrates died like a philosopher" — then pausing, raising his other hand, pressing them both clasped together, with warmth and energy to his breast, lifting his " sightless balls" to heaven, and pouring his whole soul into his tremulous voice — " but Jesus Christ — like a God...
第 263 頁 - ... of portentous, death-like silence which reigned throughout the house; the preacher, removing his white handkerchief from his aged face, (even yet wet from the recent torrent of his tears,) and slowly stretching forth the palsied hand which holds it, begins the sentence, " Socrates died like a philosopher...
第 174 頁 - But hail, thou goddess sage and holy! Hail, divinest Melancholy ! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view...
第 139 頁 - For the benefit of his Latin readers, his genius submitted to teach the first elements of the arts and sciences of Greece. The geometry of Euclid, the music of Pythagoras, the arithmetic of Nicomachus, the mechanics of Archimedes, the astronomy of Ptolemy, the theology of Plato, and the logic of Aristotle, with the commentary of Porphyry, were translated and illustrated by the indefatigable pen of the Roman senator.
第 138 頁 - Cousin, dejection of spirits, which I suppose may have prevented many a man from becoming an Author, made me one. I find constant employment necessary, and therefore take care to be constantly employed. Manual occupations do not engage the mind sufficiently, as I know by experience, having tried many. But composition, especially of verse, absorbs it wholly. I write therefore generally three hours in a morning, and in an evening I transcribe. I read also, but less than I write, for I must have bodily...