American Monthly Knickerbocker, المجلد 161840 |
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... Land Fever , 205 Philosophy and Processes of Civili- zation , The Stilly Land . From the German , 233 1 The Remains of Napoleon , 000 Passing under the Rod , 151 The American in London , 279 Prince Puckler Muskau in the East , 177 Poems ...
... Land Fever , 205 Philosophy and Processes of Civili- zation , The Stilly Land . From the German , 233 1 The Remains of Napoleon , 000 Passing under the Rod , 151 The American in London , 279 Prince Puckler Muskau in the East , 177 Poems ...
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... land journeys ; or sandy deserts must be faintingly crossed beneath scorching suns , amid lethal winds , and in jeopardy to perish of thirst ; or enormous and difficult mountain - ridges must be wearily clambered over ; before the ...
... land journeys ; or sandy deserts must be faintingly crossed beneath scorching suns , amid lethal winds , and in jeopardy to perish of thirst ; or enormous and difficult mountain - ridges must be wearily clambered over ; before the ...
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... land of the cypress and myrtle , ' and the dingy tribes of the far Isles of the Sea , are brought , by Association , beneath the healing beams of the Sun of Righteousness . ' And by Association the extremes of a wide continent are drawn ...
... land of the cypress and myrtle , ' and the dingy tribes of the far Isles of the Sea , are brought , by Association , beneath the healing beams of the Sun of Righteousness . ' And by Association the extremes of a wide continent are drawn ...
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... land ; but oh ! beware ! The mischief - maker may be there : Should there he catch a poaching heart , Poor trespasser ! he'll make it smart ; For hid among the flowers ' t will find Set traps of most imprisoning kind ; And may be ...
... land ; but oh ! beware ! The mischief - maker may be there : Should there he catch a poaching heart , Poor trespasser ! he'll make it smart ; For hid among the flowers ' t will find Set traps of most imprisoning kind ; And may be ...
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... land ; Dig sparkling crystals in the sand : In silent pools , a bright surprise , The water - lily glads our eyes : First gem of flowers the sense that greet , As snow - drop white , as jasmine sweet , In emerald cup of scalloped brim ...
... land ; Dig sparkling crystals in the sand : In silent pools , a bright surprise , The water - lily glads our eyes : First gem of flowers the sense that greet , As snow - drop white , as jasmine sweet , In emerald cup of scalloped brim ...
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الصفحة 419 - The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
الصفحة 419 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
الصفحة 443 - 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: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
الصفحة 335 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
الصفحة 444 - ... which he might be extricated. He then told me that he had a novel ready for the press, which he produced to me. I looked into it, and saw its merit; told the landlady I should soon return, and having gone to a bookseller sold it for sixty pounds. I brought Goldsmith the money, and he discharged his rent, not without rating his landlady in a high tone for having used him so ill.
الصفحة 419 - Week in. week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low.
الصفحة 444 - Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly.
الصفحة 443 - 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.
الصفحة 419 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION.
الصفحة 333 - In such a night, Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew, And saw the lion's shadow ere himself, And ran dismay'd away. Lor. In such a night, Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea-banks, and waved her love To come again to Carthage.