Nathalie: A Tale, Volume 1Bernhard Tauchnitz, 1851 |
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Pagina 111 - Brief, brave, and glorious was his young career, — His mourners were two hosts, his friends and foes ; And fitly may the stranger lingering here Pray for his gallant spirit's bright repose ; For he was Freedom's champion, one of those, The few in number, who had not o'erstept The charter to chastise which she bestows On such as wield her weapons ; he had kept The whiteness of his soul, and thus men o'er him wept (') LVIII.
Pagina 379 - Oh that I had the wings of a dove, that I might flee away and be at rest;" for I felt that there could be no rest for me in the midst of such outrages and pollutions.
Pagina 18 - From the rich peasant cheek of ruddy bronze, And large black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild and liquid glance, Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.
Pagina 79 - But it does not thence follow, that the well-hred and refined have not their little spites, little envious feelings, little assumptions of consequence to gratify ; indeed they do gratify them very freely ; all the difference lies in the manner ; for there is a finish, a delicacy of touch in the polite impertinence of the well-hred, which the underhred may envy, hut must never hope to attain.
Pagina 110 - By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound; Beneath its base are heroes...
Pagina 124 - FICTIONS are revelations, not of truth, for they are most unreal, but of that which the soul longs to be true: they are mirrors, not of actual human experience, but of human dreams and aspirations of the eternal desires of the he.irt. A VIEW FROM TELEGRAPH HILL, SAN FRANCISCO. We invite the reader's attention to the subjoined admirable epistle to the EDITOR, from n friend and correspondent in far-off
Pagina 79 - ... all the difference lies in the manner ; for there is a finish, a delicacy of touch in the polite impertinence of the well-hred, which the underhred may envy, hut must never hope to attain. The slight that can he conveyed in a glance, in a gracious smile, in a wave of the hand, is often the ne...
Pagina 125 - Ir there has been no temptation, there can be no merit ; if there has been no struggle, there can be no victory.