The Living Authors of America: 1st serStringer and Townsend, 1850 - 365 頁 |
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... heaven he will cut his knees upon the footlights . " Thus differ Bulwer and Cooper . With regard to his Indians , we have heard some Ameri- cans declare that they are not natural , but , as they terined them , Mr. Cooper's Indians : we ...
... heaven he will cut his knees upon the footlights . " Thus differ Bulwer and Cooper . With regard to his Indians , we have heard some Ameri- cans declare that they are not natural , but , as they terined them , Mr. Cooper's Indians : we ...
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... Heaven ! if in a peaceful country like this so little regard is paid to the laws of property , what on earth must be the result when a brutal and maddened soldiery is let loose upon a defenceless town ? " While we are on this subject ...
... Heaven ! if in a peaceful country like this so little regard is paid to the laws of property , what on earth must be the result when a brutal and maddened soldiery is let loose upon a defenceless town ? " While we are on this subject ...
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... heavens whence it tumbled into caverns , out of which issued those sullen sounds that had loaded the evening atmosphere . It seemed , in truth , to be a spot devoted to seclusion , and the sisters imbibed a soothing impression of ...
... heavens whence it tumbled into caverns , out of which issued those sullen sounds that had loaded the evening atmosphere . It seemed , in truth , to be a spot devoted to seclusion , and the sisters imbibed a soothing impression of ...
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... heavens . What angels invented these splendid orna- ments , these rich conveniences , this ocean of air above , this ocean of water beneath , this firmament of earth between ? This zodiac of lights - this tent of dropping clouds - this ...
... heavens . What angels invented these splendid orna- ments , these rich conveniences , this ocean of air above , this ocean of water beneath , this firmament of earth between ? This zodiac of lights - this tent of dropping clouds - this ...
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... Heaven . " The close of this is certainly too much in the old orthodox school , but they are almost entirely free from the faults of style we have before objected to . There seems to us a great affinity between the poetry of Barry ...
... Heaven . " The close of this is certainly too much in the old orthodox school , but they are almost entirely free from the faults of style we have before objected to . There seems to us a great affinity between the poetry of Barry ...
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第 115 頁 - TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
第 129 頁 - 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.
第 84 頁 - And marked the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill, changeless brow...
第 208 頁 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
第 126 頁 - IT WAS many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
第 228 頁 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.
第 231 頁 - ... when she fears For him the joy of her young years, Thinks of thy fate, and checks her tears; And she, the mother of thy boys, Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak, The memory of her buried joys, And even she who gave thee birth, Will, by their pilgrim-circled hearth, Talk of thy doom without a sigh; For thou art Freedom's now, and Fame's: One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die.
第 127 頁 - For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
第 127 頁 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we Of many far wiser than we And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
第 156 頁 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy; his spirit drank The spectacle: sensation, soul, and form, All melted into him; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not; in enjoyment it expired.