The Yale Literary Magazine, Volume 12,Nummer 7

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Herrick & Noyes, 1847
 

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Pagina 292 - And he will be a wild man ; his hand will be against every man, and every man's hand against him ; and he shall dwell in the presence of all his brethren.
Pagina 321 - The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver, But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river ; Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery Swift to be hurled — Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough river ran.
Pagina 323 - As respects the poems, remarkable as they have been pronounced for the wit and humour which they display, their distinguishing attraction lies in the almost unparalleled flow and facility of the versification. Popular phrases, sentences the most prosaic, even the cramped technicalities...
Pagina 323 - ... of stanza, however complicated or exacting; not a word seems out of place, not an expression forced; syllables the most intractable find the only partners fitted for them throughout the range of language, and couple together as naturally as those kindred spirits which poets tell us were created pairs, and dispersed in space to seek out their particular mates.
Pagina 292 - Jehoshaphat made peace with the king of Israel. 45 Now the rest of the acts of Jehoshaphat, and his might that he showed, and how he warred, are they not written in the book of the Chronicles of the kings of Judah?
Pagina 325 - quite tired out," — ' Must sit down to insist on payment,' ' Call'd ten times,' — Here "sa fuss about A few coats, waistcoats, and small raiment ! For once I 'll send an answer, and inform Mr. Snip he needn't ' call ' so ; But when his bill's as 'tired of standing' As he is, beg 'twill 'sit down also.
Pagina 324 - tisn't worth while, it Would seem, to dispute, when we know the result immaterial — I accent, myself, the penultimate. Sages with brains Full of ' Saxon remains,' May call me a booby, perhaps, for my pains, Still I hold, at the hazard of being thought dull by 'em, Fast by the quantity mark'd for Regulbium.
Pagina 304 - the children of this world are wiser in their generation than the children of light...
Pagina 322 - Death has left on her Only the beautiful. Still, for all slips of hers, One of Eve's family— Wipe those poor lips of hers Oozing so clammily.
Pagina 326 - Peter, Whom the Saint, as I said, Kept to turn down his bed, Dress his palfreys and cobs, And do other odd jobs, — As reducing to writing Whatever he might, in The course of the day or the night, be inditing...

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