The American Monthly Magazine, المجلد 1;المجلد 7M. Bancroft, J. Wiley, and G. and C. and H. Carvill, 1836 |
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الصفحة 13
... youth — A simple youth , scarce sixteen summers old — With swift , inpatient step , walked to and fro . Even from their monarch's throne , they turned to view -Those countless congregations - that young form : And when he cried again ...
... youth — A simple youth , scarce sixteen summers old — With swift , inpatient step , walked to and fro . Even from their monarch's throne , they turned to view -Those countless congregations - that young form : And when he cried again ...
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... youth retained -- and turned His fierce eyes from his shadow to the sun . Then , with that hand , in after times which hurled The bolts of war among embattled hosts ; Conquered all Greece , and over Persia swayed Imperial command ...
... youth retained -- and turned His fierce eyes from his shadow to the sun . Then , with that hand , in after times which hurled The bolts of war among embattled hosts ; Conquered all Greece , and over Persia swayed Imperial command ...
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... youth comes from her pages ! they ring with the laugh of childhood , whose echoes die away in the softer music of humanity , from the low heart - touched tones of youthful tenderness , and the subdued bass voices of time - chastened ...
... youth comes from her pages ! they ring with the laugh of childhood , whose echoes die away in the softer music of humanity , from the low heart - touched tones of youthful tenderness , and the subdued bass voices of time - chastened ...
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... youth . Emma , my love ; am I not right ? My child ! you need not blush and make a little dunce of yourself- there is nobody here have taken off that odious stiff silk dress , and put on your nice wide comfortable morning - gown - the ...
... youth . Emma , my love ; am I not right ? My child ! you need not blush and make a little dunce of yourself- there is nobody here have taken off that odious stiff silk dress , and put on your nice wide comfortable morning - gown - the ...
الصفحة 40
... youth rushes forth , To rival the wanderer , old mother Earth . The songsters he knew in the fields of his home , Come flying to greet him o'er ocean's wide foam -- And the flowers of his childhood salute him once more As the gales waft ...
... youth rushes forth , To rival the wanderer , old mother Earth . The songsters he knew in the fields of his home , Come flying to greet him o'er ocean's wide foam -- And the flowers of his childhood salute him once more As the gales waft ...
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الصفحة 144 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks : methinks I see her as an eagle, mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam...
الصفحة 212 - The wealthy curled darlings of our nation, Would ever have, to incur a general mock, Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom Of such a thing as thou, — to fear, not to delight.
الصفحة 213 - In following him, I follow but myself; Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, But seeming so, for my peculiar end : For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In compliment extern, 'tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at : I am not what I am.
الصفحة 304 - I SAW him once before As he passed by the door, And again. The pavement stones resound As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime Ere the pruning-knife of time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets And he looks at all he meets So forlorn, And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said,
الصفحة 144 - Truth indeed came once into the world with her Divine Master, and was a perfect shape most glorious to look on : but when he ascended, and his Apostles after him were laid asleep, then straight arose a wicked race of deceivers, who, as that story goes of the Egyptian Typhon with his conspirators, how they dealt with the good Osiris, took the virgin Truth, hewed her lovely form into a thou,sand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of Truth...
الصفحة 144 - Osiris, took the virgin Truth, hewed her lovely form into a thousand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of Truth, such as durst appear, imitating the careful search that Isis made for the mangled body of Osiris, went up and down gathering up limb by limb still as they could find them.
الصفحة 146 - I know they are as lively and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon's teeth ; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. " And yet on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man, kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself; kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
الصفحة 144 - We have not yet found them all lords and commons, nor ever shall do, till her master's second coming; he shall bring together every joint and member, and shall mould them into an immortal feature of loveliness and perfection.
الصفحة 145 - If we think to regulate printing thereby to rectify manners, we must regulate all recreations and pastimes, all that is delightful to man. No music must be heard, no song be set or sung, but what is grave and Doric. There must be licensing dancers, that no gesture, motion, or deportment be taught our youth, but what by their allowance shall be thought honest; for such Plato was provided of. It will ask more than the work of twenty licensers to examine all the lutes, the violins, and the...
الصفحة 304 - And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling.