Authors' Birthdays: Containing Exercises for the Celebration of the Birthdays of Poe, Longfellow, T.B. Read, Irving .... First seriesC.W. Bardeen, 1898 - 359 من الصفحات |
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... successful or prosperous . At three years old he had lost both parents and was adopted by a wealthy merchant of Rich- mond , Va . In his hoyhood he had every in- dulgence . From 8 to 13 he attended a private school in London , the same ...
... successful or prosperous . At three years old he had lost both parents and was adopted by a wealthy merchant of Rich- mond , Va . In his hoyhood he had every in- dulgence . From 8 to 13 he attended a private school in London , the same ...
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... successful as an editor . He raised the circulation . of the Southern Literary Messenger from 200 to 5,000 , and of Graham's Magazine during the fifteen months that he had charge of it from 8,000 to 40,000 . In all his editorial work he ...
... successful as an editor . He raised the circulation . of the Southern Literary Messenger from 200 to 5,000 , and of Graham's Magazine during the fifteen months that he had charge of it from 8,000 to 40,000 . In all his editorial work he ...
الصفحة 78
... success did not seem to be very marked , but after advancing and retreating he had finally entrenched his forces on the left bank of Cedar Creek near Strasburg , 20 miles from Winchester , and there he left them in what seemed to be ...
... success did not seem to be very marked , but after advancing and retreating he had finally entrenched his forces on the left bank of Cedar Creek near Strasburg , 20 miles from Winchester , and there he left them in what seemed to be ...
الصفحة 87
... became bankrupt , and he was obliged to turn to writing for a living . He per- Literary Success 89 suaded the English publisher Murray to issue ( 87 ) April S -WASHINGTGN IRVING Norwegian Self-Taught (See also LUND) 43 P 12:87.
... became bankrupt , and he was obliged to turn to writing for a living . He per- Literary Success 89 suaded the English publisher Murray to issue ( 87 ) April S -WASHINGTGN IRVING Norwegian Self-Taught (See also LUND) 43 P 12:87.
الصفحة 89
... Success 89 suaded the English publisher Murray to issue his " Sketch Book " , and soon found him- self famous and prosperous . He received from Murray $ 2,000 for the " Sketch Book " , $ 5,000 for " Bracebridge Hall " , $ 15,000 for ...
... Success 89 suaded the English publisher Murray to issue his " Sketch Book " , and soon found him- self famous and prosperous . He received from Murray $ 2,000 for the " Sketch Book " , $ 5,000 for " Bracebridge Hall " , $ 15,000 for ...
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الصفحة 293 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
الصفحة 169 - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is...
الصفحة 17 - 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 31 - There is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted!
الصفحة 300 - Soon as the little ones chip the shell, Six wide mouths are open for food; Robert of Lincoln bestirs him well, Gathering seeds for the hungry brood. Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink; This new life is likely to be Hard for a gay young fellow like me. Chee, chee, chee.
الصفحة 16 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
الصفحة 90 - Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains ; and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers. When the weather is fair and settled, they are clothed in blue and purple, and print their bold outlines on the clear evening sky ; but sometimes, when the rest of the landscape is cloudless, they will gather a hood of gray vapors about their summits, which, in the last...
الصفحة 295 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
الصفحة 117 - Rip Van Winkle" exclaimed two or three. "Oh, to be sure! That's Rip Van Winkle yonder, leaning against the tree." Rip looked, and beheld a precise counterpart of himself as he went up the mountain; apparently as lazy, and certainly as ragged. The poor fellow was now completely confounded. He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man. In the midst of his bewilderment, the man in the cocked hat demanded who he was, and what was his name? "God knows!
الصفحة 32 - In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air ; Year after year, her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus do we walk with her, and keep unbroken The bond which nature gives, Thinking that our remembrance, though unspoken, May reach her where she lives.