The Pathfinder: Or, The Inland Sea, المجلد 2
Lea and Blanchard, 1840 - 232 من الصفحات
The Pathfinder; or, The Inland Sea is a historical novel by James Fenimore Cooper detailing the journeys of Natty Bumppo throughout the American West as he encounters Native American conflicts, prisoners of war and more. This is the second book of the two-volume set.
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الصفحة 167 - There was a roaring in the wind all night; The rain came heavily and fell in floods; But now the sun is rising calm and bright; The birds are singing in the distant woods...
الصفحة 3 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests ; in all time, Calm or convulsed; in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark -heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
الصفحة 81 - Yet wandering I found on my ruinous walk, By the dial-stone aged and green, One rose of the wilderness left on its stalk, To mark where a garden had been. Like a brotherless hermit, the last of its race, All wild in the silence of nature, it drew, From each wandering sun-beam, a lonely embrace, For the night-weed and thorn overshadow'd the place, Where the flower of my forefathers grew.
الصفحة 3 - Dark-heaving ; boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth...
الصفحة 1 - That tinkle in the wither'd leaves below. Stillness, accompanied with sounds so soft, Charms more than silence. Meditation here May think down hours to moments. Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And learning wiser grow without his books.