Handbuch der nordamericanischen National-Literatur: Sammlung von Munsterstücken nebst einer literar-historischen Abhandlung ueber den Entwicklungsgang der englischen Sprache und Literatur in Nord-AmericaWestermann, 1854 - 119 من الصفحات |
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... night When other friends are round thee Our patriot sires Woman The chieftain's daughter 96 Lydia Huntley Sigourney . 96 The lonely church 97 The church bell 97 ,, Lord , remember us " John Greenleaf Whittier . Wild flowers gathered for ...
... night When other friends are round thee Our patriot sires Woman The chieftain's daughter 96 Lydia Huntley Sigourney . 96 The lonely church 97 The church bell 97 ,, Lord , remember us " John Greenleaf Whittier . Wild flowers gathered for ...
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... night 328 On the trial of spirits . 191 Nathaniel Parker Willis . George W. Blagden . Brown's day with the Mimpsons 333 A sermon 193 Edgar A. Poe . William Ellery Channing . A descent into the Maelstroem 338 On the ministry of the poor ...
... night 328 On the trial of spirits . 191 Nathaniel Parker Willis . George W. Blagden . Brown's day with the Mimpsons 333 A sermon 193 Edgar A. Poe . William Ellery Channing . A descent into the Maelstroem 338 On the ministry of the poor ...
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... night hideous ; answer him , ye owls ! " Unmittelbar vor der Revolution finden wir noch in Mather Byles einen Schriftsteller , der durch seine mannigfachen , witzigen Aufsätze und Gedichte in dem New England Weekly Journal während der ...
... night hideous ; answer him , ye owls ! " Unmittelbar vor der Revolution finden wir noch in Mather Byles einen Schriftsteller , der durch seine mannigfachen , witzigen Aufsätze und Gedichte in dem New England Weekly Journal während der ...
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... dem Spy die Haare als „ black " , nennt sie dann aber später aus Flüchtigkeit auburn " ; so spricht er von dem ,, light of the day " , sagt dann aber gleich hinterher : The night was too dark to move NOVELLISTEN . 87.
... dem Spy die Haare als „ black " , nennt sie dann aber später aus Flüchtigkeit auburn " ; so spricht er von dem ,, light of the day " , sagt dann aber gleich hinterher : The night was too dark to move NOVELLISTEN . 87.
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... night was too dark to move in " ; so erlaubt er sich Wendungen wie „ causing a gentleman to establish a cigar - box into the corner of his mouth " und gestattet sich überhaupt eine Anzahl von unschönen Ausdrücken und sogar grammatisch ...
... night was too dark to move in " ; so erlaubt er sich Wendungen wie „ causing a gentleman to establish a cigar - box into the corner of his mouth " und gestattet sich überhaupt eine Anzahl von unschönen Ausdrücken und sogar grammatisch ...
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Acadian America americanischen auch beautiful bells besonders blessed bosom breath bright child dark das North dead death deep denen deshalb Dichter door dream durch earth Edenhall eigentlich England erst Evangeline eyes father fear feel finden flowers forest friends ganz ganze ganzen gazed Gedichte Geist gleich grave grossen hand heard heart heaven Hungary indessen Jahre Kraft land lässt Leben Leser lich light lips living look machte manche mother mountains never night o'er passed Peony recht Rip Van Winkle rose round schon Schriften sehr seine seinen shadow ship shore silent sind sleep smile song sorrow soul sound später spirit Sprache stars stood sweet tears thee Theil thine thing thou thought tree Verfasser viele voice wander waren waves Weise welcher wenig Werk wieder wild wind words wurde Zeit zugleich
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الصفحة 41 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course ; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean shall exist Thy image.
الصفحة 52 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow...
الصفحة 55 - Hear the loud alarum bells, Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire...
الصفحة 51 - 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.
الصفحة 54 - Gentlemen may cry peace, peace ! but there is no peace. The war is actually begun ! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field ! Why stand we here idle ? What is it that gentlemen wish ? What would they have ? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery...
الصفحة 40 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
الصفحة 28 - I asked his daughter's hand Mute did the minstrels stand To hear my story. "While the brown ale he quaffed, Loud then the champion laughed, And as the wind-gusts waft The sea-foam brightly, So the loud laugh of scorn, Out of those lips unshorn, From the deep drinking-horn Blew the foam lightly. "She was a Prince's child, I but a Viking wild, And though she blushed and smiled, I was discarded! Should not the dove so white Follow the sea-mew's flight, Why did they leave that night Her nest unguarded?
الصفحة 30 - Try not the Pass!" the old man said; "Dark lowers the tempest overhead, The roaring torrent is deep and wide ! " And loud that clarion voice replied, Excelsior ! "0 stay," the maiden said, "and rest Thy weary head upon this breast...
الصفحة 77 - Come to the bridal chamber, Death! Come to the mother's, when she feels, For the flrst time, her first-born's breath; Come when the blessed seals That close the pestilence are broke, And crowded cities wail its stroke; Come in consumption's ghastly form, The earthquake shock , the ocean storm; Come when the heart beats high and warm, With...
الصفحة 153 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union ; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood!