The American Monthly Magazine, المجلد 1Peirce and Williams, 1829 |
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... early age , and has met with a lenity and consideration for his youth , as gratifying as it was unex- pected . In his brief career as an Author , he has learned some lessons of feeling which may not be lost upon him as a critic . He has ...
... early age , and has met with a lenity and consideration for his youth , as gratifying as it was unex- pected . In his brief career as an Author , he has learned some lessons of feeling which may not be lost upon him as a critic . He has ...
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... early , you have not forgotten how the stillness of the night seems increased by the timid note of the first bird . It is the only time when I would lay a finger on the lip of nature , -the deep hush is so very solemn . By and by ...
... early , you have not forgotten how the stillness of the night seems increased by the timid note of the first bird . It is the only time when I would lay a finger on the lip of nature , -the deep hush is so very solemn . By and by ...
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... early autumn months are mostly still - they are swept on with a cheerless rustle over the naked harvest fields and about in the eddies of the blast ; and though , I have , sometimes , in the glow of exercise , felt my life securer in ...
... early autumn months are mostly still - they are swept on with a cheerless rustle over the naked harvest fields and about in the eddies of the blast ; and though , I have , sometimes , in the glow of exercise , felt my life securer in ...
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... early winter . But before the keener frosts set in , and while the warm winds are yet stealing back occasionally like regrets of the departed summer , there will come a soft rain or a heavy mist , and , when the north wind returns ...
... early winter . But before the keener frosts set in , and while the warm winds are yet stealing back occasionally like regrets of the departed summer , there will come a soft rain or a heavy mist , and , when the north wind returns ...
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... early bells is just beginning . The deserted pavements , the closed windows of the places of business , the decent gravity of the solitary passenger , and , over all , the feeling in your own bosom that the fear of God is brooding like ...
... early bells is just beginning . The deserted pavements , the closed windows of the places of business , the decent gravity of the solitary passenger , and , over all , the feeling in your own bosom that the fear of God is brooding like ...
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الصفحة 265 - He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily : when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too.
الصفحة 265 - This is mentioned to vindicate tragedy from the small esteem, or rather infamy, which in the account of many it undergoes at this day, with other common interludes; happening through the poets' error of intermixing comic stuff with tragic sadness and gravity, or introducing trivial and vulgar persons; which by all judicious hath been counted absurd and brought in without discretion, corruptly to gratify the people.
الصفحة 434 - Blind with thine hair the eyes of Day; Kiss her until she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand— Come, long-sought!
الصفحة 272 - Caesar must bleed for it. And, gentle friends, Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully; Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds...
الصفحة 258 - Next, for hear me out now, readers, that I may tell ye whither my younger feet wandered, I betook me among those lofty fables and romances which recount in solemn cantos the deeds of knighthood founded by our victorious kings, and from hence had in renown over all Christendom.
الصفحة 21 - And time and place are lost ; where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand...
الصفحة 168 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
الصفحة 434 - When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me?
الصفحة 432 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
الصفحة 382 - ... an unheeded process in the skeleton of a mole, and whose mind like his microscope perceives nature only in detail ; the rhymer who makes smooth verses, and paints to our imagination when he should only speak to our hearts; all equally fancy themselves walking forward to immortality, and desire the crowd behind them to look on. The crowd takes them at their word. Patriot, philosopher, and poet, are shouted in their train. Where was there ever so much merit seen ; no times so important as our own...