A Winter in Washington: Or, Memoirs of the Seymour Family, 第 2 卷

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E. Bliss and E. White, 1824
 

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第152页 - It so falls out, That what we hare, we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it-, but being lack'd, and lost. Why then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
第152页 - When he shall hear she died upon his words, The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination *, And every lovely organ of her life Shall come apparelled in more precious habit Than when she lived
第299页 - the happiest of their kind! Whom gentler stars unite ; and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. "Tis not the coarser tie of human laws That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love.
第196页 - wrecks of time, thy lineage and thy race ; Declare what lovely squaw, in days of yore, (Ere great Columbus sought thy native shore,) First gave thee to the world ; her works of fame Have lived indeed, but liv'd without a name. Some tawny Ceres, goddess of her days, First learn'd with stones to crack the
第231页 - Once I went forth, and found, till then unknown, A cottage—whither oft we since repair; 'Tis perched upon the green hill top, but close Environed with a ring of branching elms That overhang the thatch ; itself unseen, Peeps at the vale below.
第266页 - There stands the messenger of truth—there stands The legate of the skies; his theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the gospel whispers peace;
第196页 - between him and Louisa; he no longer hesitated, but catching up the poem, began to read it with all the humour, simplicity and feeling it required. "Ye Alps audacious, thro' the Heav'ns that rise, To cramp the day, and hide me from the skies ; Ye Gallic flags, that o'er their heights
第276页 - their eager gaze at last appears a floating vapour. " At first a dusky wreath, scarce staining ether, But by swift degrees, in heaps on heaps The doubling vapour sails Along the loaded sky, and mingling deep, Sits on the horizon round a settled gloom: Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm, that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or
第199页 - the bard's description of the best fashioned spoon to be used in eating this Hasty Pudding, or Oella, as Mrs. Mortimer wishes it to be named." "There is a choice in spoons. Though small appear The nice distinction, yet to me 'tis clear. The deep

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