Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, 第 9-10 卷John Sartain, Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart John Sartain & Company, 1851 |
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... trees planted and all ? " Everything since four o'clock . " 66 66 Captain Somebody must have drilled you into a ... tree , as firm as if it had never struck root anywhere else , and bearing more lights than one could count in a ...
... trees planted and all ? " Everything since four o'clock . " 66 66 Captain Somebody must have drilled you into a ... tree , as firm as if it had never struck root anywhere else , and bearing more lights than one could count in a ...
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... tree , tall . To what shall I liken thy voice ? To the notes of the bird as it sings " rejoice ; " To the mountain stream's gay , merry song , As it smiles to the flowers , and hastens along ; To nature's own music , unfettered by art ...
... tree , tall . To what shall I liken thy voice ? To the notes of the bird as it sings " rejoice ; " To the mountain stream's gay , merry song , As it smiles to the flowers , and hastens along ; To nature's own music , unfettered by art ...
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... tree the statue of the Stagyrite seems to frown upon thee , that thou settest thyself up to be wiser than he . Rely upon it , these doctrines will not bear sifting ; I have never heard of them , except among the vulgar , who are not ...
... tree the statue of the Stagyrite seems to frown upon thee , that thou settest thyself up to be wiser than he . Rely upon it , these doctrines will not bear sifting ; I have never heard of them , except among the vulgar , who are not ...
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... trees . That alone would not make it famous . But they say that there grow the richest grape - clusters , the sweetest roses , and the loveliest maidens . I don't know - nevertheless , believe it . It is a pity that La Napoule is so ...
... trees . That alone would not make it famous . But they say that there grow the richest grape - clusters , the sweetest roses , and the loveliest maidens . I don't know - nevertheless , believe it . It is a pity that La Napoule is so ...
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... trees and African acacias . 66 For the beautiful Mariette , " said he , " nothing is too costly to me . Yesterday ... tree . But he appeared to move . Then she ran back toward the cottage . Yet his Then when she came in the morning to ...
... trees and African acacias . 66 For the beautiful Mariette , " said he , " nothing is too costly to me . Yesterday ... tree . But he appeared to move . Then she ran back toward the cottage . Yet his Then when she came in the morning to ...
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第369页 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
第330页 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies: She drew an angel down.
第329页 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?
第192页 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
第366页 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
第216页 - Behold, I go forward, but he is not there ; and backward, but I cannot perceive him : on the left hand, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him : he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him : but he knoweth the way that I take : when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
第395页 - BY THE rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof: for there they that carried us away captive required of us a song ; And they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, " Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
第25页 - There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
第47页 - Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, 'What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, ' The names of those who love the Lord.