Nugæ, by Nugator: Or, Pieces in Prose and Verse, العدد 9 |
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الصفحة 11
Awake , awake , the sun is up , awake and sally forth , We've had a rain of jewelry
from out the frozen north ; The earth is robed in dazzling white , each tree is hung
And diamonds , in ten thousand shapes , are hanging from their stems .
Awake , awake , the sun is up , awake and sally forth , We've had a rain of jewelry
from out the frozen north ; The earth is robed in dazzling white , each tree is hung
And diamonds , in ten thousand shapes , are hanging from their stems .
الصفحة 114
There art thou left , a monument Of what on earth befel , Still bent upon your vain
intent , Like Sysiphus in hell . So here on earth , fixed on a rock Out in the distant
sea , A scoffer * too was made a mock , As scoffers ought to be . Your fate and ...
There art thou left , a monument Of what on earth befel , Still bent upon your vain
intent , Like Sysiphus in hell . So here on earth , fixed on a rock Out in the distant
sea , A scoffer * too was made a mock , As scoffers ought to be . Your fate and ...
الصفحة 115
Farewell to thee , old AnchoriteAnd do not yet despair , We'll come to you some
lovely night By sailing through the air . have left the earth for moon , Man every
thing can do , And he , perchance , in silk balloon , May come and chat with you .
Farewell to thee , old AnchoriteAnd do not yet despair , We'll come to you some
lovely night By sailing through the air . have left the earth for moon , Man every
thing can do , And he , perchance , in silk balloon , May come and chat with you .
الصفحة 167
I'll want not then the yellow haze Thou shed'st so faint by day All earth in jewels
then will blaze And shame thy feeble rayTen thousand times ten thousand dyes
In silv'ry robes will meet my eyes And lift my soul from earth , None but a God of ...
I'll want not then the yellow haze Thou shed'st so faint by day All earth in jewels
then will blaze And shame thy feeble rayTen thousand times ten thousand dyes
In silv'ry robes will meet my eyes And lift my soul from earth , None but a God of ...
الصفحة 190
With straining eye , the scene he dimly caught , As on he sped upon that sacred
wave , Which breaks on earth's most consecrated spot , And sighs beside a
hero's hallow'd grave ; “ Boast of the good , and idol of the brave ! ” Cried he , “
though ...
With straining eye , the scene he dimly caught , As on he sped upon that sacred
wave , Which breaks on earth's most consecrated spot , And sighs beside a
hero's hallow'd grave ; “ Boast of the good , and idol of the brave ! ” Cried he , “
though ...
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الصفحة 200 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
الصفحة 192 - As loath to leave the helpless maid, When, fast as shaft can fly, Bloodshot his eyes, his nostrils spread, The loose rein dangling from his head. Housing and saddle bloody red, Lord Marmion's steed rushed by...
الصفحة 196 - Of the first year ! a beauty ripe as harvest ! Whose skin is whiter than a swan all over, Than silver, snow, or lilies! a soft lip, Would tempt you to eternity of kissing! And flesh that melteth in the touch to blood ! Bright as your gold, and lovely as your gold ! Volp.
الصفحة 144 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
الصفحة 83 - Taint in poetry, is it ?" interposed his father. " No, no/' replied Sam. " Wery glad to hear it," said Mr. Weller. " Poetry's unnat'ral ; no man ever talked poetry 'cept a beadle on boxin...
الصفحة 7 - I've often thought if I were asked Whose lot I envied most — What one, I thought most lightly tasked Of man's unnumber'd host — I'd say, I'd be a mountain boy, And drive a noble team, Wo, hoy ! Wo, hoy ! I'd cry, And lightly fly Into my saddle seat ; My rein I'd slack — My whip I'd crack — • What music is so sweet ? Six blacks I'd drive, of ample chest, All carrying high the head ; All...
الصفحة 115 - The floor of Heaven was thick inlaid With patines of bright gold ;"* A firmament beneath was made — A mimic Heaven unroll'd.
الصفحة 22 - Entertaining his friends with kindness, he was neither a prodigal nor a thrifty host. His first wife was Judith, daughter of John Armistead, Esq. ; his second, Betty, a descendant of the noble family of the Landons, by whom he had many children, on whose education he expended a considerable portion of his property.
الصفحة 40 - The tomb was railed round with green railing, and a sentinel walked round it night and day, to prevent approach within the railing. There was no inscription upon the tomb. The ground surrounding it, it was understood, was to be laid out as gardens, for the accommodation of those who came to visit the grave of the departed Emperor. The cemetery of Napoleon is a singular instance of adaptation to the character of the individual...
الصفحة 7 - This appeal was too cogent to be resisted ? Up jumped one of the justices, and protested that " it was not to be borne ; let the prisoner go : away with your British authorities !" The counsel for the accused rubbed his hands and winked at the attorney ; the attorney stood aghast ; his astonishment was too great for utterance, and the negress was halfway home, before he recovered from his amazement.
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| العنوان | Nugæ, by Nugator: Or, Pieces in Prose and Verse, العدد 9 العدد 492 من American Fiction, 1774-1850 Nugæ, by Nugator: Or, Pieces in Prose and Verse, St. Leger Landon Carter |
| المؤلف | St. Leger Landon Carter |
| الناشر | Woods and Crane, 1844 |
| أصلي من | مكتبة نيويورك العامة |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 6 تشرين الأول (أكتوبر) 2006 |
| عدد الصفحات | 215 من الصفحات |
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