The Yale Literary Magazine, المجلد 15Yale Literary Society, 1850 |
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... Hour in Athens , 366 • The Home of Genius and the Birthplace of Religion , 352 Ideas and Observations , 241 Irving and Goldsmith , ( Townsend Prize Essay , ) 301 Goldsmith and Irving , ( Townsend Prize Essay , ) Lady Alda , " A Lark at ...
... Hour in Athens , 366 • The Home of Genius and the Birthplace of Religion , 352 Ideas and Observations , 241 Irving and Goldsmith , ( Townsend Prize Essay , ) 301 Goldsmith and Irving , ( Townsend Prize Essay , ) Lady Alda , " A Lark at ...
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... hour , Ere yet we clasp our armor for the strife , To fling a tearful gift upon the shrine Where oft , as brothers , we have knelt ; to count The beads of memory , and to weave a thread Of sadness in the sunny chain whose links- Whose ...
... hour , Ere yet we clasp our armor for the strife , To fling a tearful gift upon the shrine Where oft , as brothers , we have knelt ; to count The beads of memory , and to weave a thread Of sadness in the sunny chain whose links- Whose ...
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. His dreams , and flung around his darkest hours A drapery of light , hath lost its sway , And droops in sad despair . Thus years roll on , Swift years , and crowded with the blighted leaves Of young ambition , dark with sorrow ...
. His dreams , and flung around his darkest hours A drapery of light , hath lost its sway , And droops in sad despair . Thus years roll on , Swift years , and crowded with the blighted leaves Of young ambition , dark with sorrow ...
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... hour · Like isles volcanic from the rocking surge . All Europe trembled , and in earthquake waves Rolled on the rebel tide , till monarchs fled , And despots tore their purple in despair , And princely plumes were trampled in the dust ...
... hour · Like isles volcanic from the rocking surge . All Europe trembled , and in earthquake waves Rolled on the rebel tide , till monarchs fled , And despots tore their purple in despair , And princely plumes were trampled in the dust ...
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... hours With winged sandals flew , and showered around Bright hopes , and pleasant thoughts to harmony Attuned , like rose trees , hung with silver bells That answer music to the whispering wind . Thus passed our days along , Unclouded ...
... hours With winged sandals flew , and showered around Bright hopes , and pleasant thoughts to harmony Attuned , like rose trees , hung with silver bells That answer music to the whispering wind . Thus passed our days along , Unclouded ...
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الصفحة 161 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
الصفحة 310 - And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
الصفحة 206 - That which intellectually considered we call Reason, considered in relation to nature, we call Spirit. Spirit is the Creator. Spirit hath life in itself. And man in all ages and countries embodies it in his language as the FATHER.
الصفحة 307 - When she has walk'd before. But now, her wealth and finery fled, Her hangers-on cut short all ; The doctors found, when she was dead — Her last disorder mortal. Let us lament, in sorrow sore, For Kent-street well may say, That had she lived a twelvemonth more — She had not died to-day.
الصفحة 328 - There is no death ! What seems so is transition : This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
الصفحة 311 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
الصفحة 149 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against...
الصفحة 310 - Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd, fondly turns to thee: Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain...
الصفحة 294 - ... inclement clime; Aid slighted truth with thy persuasive strain; Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain; Teach him, that states of native strength...
الصفحة 97 - Tis not the affair of a city, a county, a province, or a kingdom, but of a continent — of at least one eighth part of the habitable globe. 'Tis not the concern of a day, a year, or an age; posterity are virtually involved in the contest, and will be more or less affected, even to the end of time, by the proceedings now.