The Old world and the New; or, A journal of reflections and observations made on a tour in Europe

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Harper & Brothers, 82 Cliff-Street., 1836

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الصفحة 163 - One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he. ' The next with dirges due in sad array Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
الصفحة 163 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
الصفحة 276 - Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart ; Go forth, under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings...
الصفحة 163 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown. Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.
الصفحة 27 - Come one, come all ! this rock shall fly From its firm base as soon as I.
الصفحة 105 - He remarked afterward that although he was known to the world only as a poet, he had given twelve hours' thought to the condition and prospects of society, for one to poetry.
الصفحة 355 - The most able men — from the East and the West, from the North and the South...
الصفحة 163 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
الصفحة 195 - It is either men's inconsiderateness, or the error of their thoughts, that is the cause of all their wickedness. " My people doth not consider." (Isa. i. 3.) Paul " verily thought that he ought to do many things against the name of Jesus.
الصفحة 69 - Colosseum is a mournful and desolate spectacle as seen from within — without, and especially on the side which is in best preservation, it is glorious. We passed around it; and, as we looked upward, the moon shining through its arches, from the opposite side, it appeared as if it were the coronet of the heavens, so vast was it — or like a glorious crown upon the brow of night.

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