Hand-book of American literature, historical, biographical, and critical [by J. Gostwick. The title-leaf is a cancel].Kennikat Press, 1856 - 319 頁 |
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第 53 頁
... ennobling thoughts of man and his destiny , induce the most worldly to give their eyes an occasional glance upward , 1 North American Review , No. 122 . and the most selfish to feel that the love of SECOND PERIOD . - W . C. BRYANT . 53.
... ennobling thoughts of man and his destiny , induce the most worldly to give their eyes an occasional glance upward , 1 North American Review , No. 122 . and the most selfish to feel that the love of SECOND PERIOD . - W . C. BRYANT . 53.
第 61 頁
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
第 65 頁
... eye . Why dost thou sit on the heated eaves , And forsake the wood with its freshened leaves ? Why dost thou haunt the sultry street , When the paths of the forest are cool and sweet ? How canst thou bear This noise of people - this ...
... eye . Why dost thou sit on the heated eaves , And forsake the wood with its freshened leaves ? Why dost thou haunt the sultry street , When the paths of the forest are cool and sweet ? How canst thou bear This noise of people - this ...
第 68 頁
... eyes , Pale flashes seem to rise , As when the northern skies Gleam in December ; And , like the water's flow Under December's snow , Came a dull voice of wo From the heart's chamber : " I was a viking old ! My deeds , -68 AMERICAN ...
... eyes , Pale flashes seem to rise , As when the northern skies Gleam in December ; And , like the water's flow Under December's snow , Came a dull voice of wo From the heart's chamber : " I was a viking old ! My deeds , -68 AMERICAN ...
第 69 頁
... the oaken pail , 66 Filled to o'erflowing . Once , as I told in glee Tales of the stormy sea , Soft eyes did gaze on me , Burning , yet tender ; And as the white stars shine On the dark Norway SECOND PERIOD . - H . W. LONGFELLOW . 69.
... the oaken pail , 66 Filled to o'erflowing . Once , as I told in glee Tales of the stormy sea , Soft eyes did gaze on me , Burning , yet tender ; And as the white stars shine On the dark Norway SECOND PERIOD . - H . W. LONGFELLOW . 69.
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第 55 頁 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her 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 94 頁 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
第 61 頁 - She wore no funeral weeds for thee, Nor bade the dark hearse wave its plume, Like torn branch from death's leafless tree, In sorrow's pomp and pageantry. The heartless luxury of the tomb. But she remembers thee as one Long loved, and for a season gone. For thee her poet's lyre is wreathed, Her marble wrought, her music breathed; For thee she rings the birthday bells; Of thee her babes' first lisping tells; For thine her evening prayer is said At palace couch and cottage bed.
第 88 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 56 頁 - The hills, Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun, the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between, The venerable woods, rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green, and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
第 92 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 137 頁 - To see him striding along the profile of a hill on a windy day, with his clothes bagging and fluttering about him, one might have mistaken him for the genius of famine descending upon the earth, or some scarecrow eloped from a cornfield.
第 78 頁 - We have not wings, we cannot soar ; But we have feet to scale and climb By slow degrees, by more and more, The cloudy summits of our time.
第 139 頁 - In the porkers he saw carved out the future sleek side of bacon and juicy relishing ham; not a turkey but he beheld daintily trussed up, with its gizzard under its wing, and...
第 69 頁 - As when the Northern skies Gleam in December; And, like the water's flow Under December's snow, Came a dull voice of woe From the heart's chamber.