The Prose and Poetry of Europe and America: Consisting of Literary Gems and Curiosities, and Containing the Choice and Beautiful Productions of Many of the Most Popular Writers of the Past and Present Age ...Leavitt & Allen, 1845 - 600 pagina's |
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Pagina 25
... feeling of loneliness made him wretched . All he could do was to come occasionally to the orchestra ; and , after ... feel faint - but instantly summoning all his strength , he whispered- " Judith ! Judith ! ' tis you ! " She would ...
... feeling of loneliness made him wretched . All he could do was to come occasionally to the orchestra ; and , after ... feel faint - but instantly summoning all his strength , he whispered- " Judith ! Judith ! ' tis you ! " She would ...
Pagina 27
... feeling striking twelve , he mounted the gallery stairs in dignified for that day . The next day , before the clock had ... feel an interest in the picture , since he has been hour to pay his respects to it . You see at any rate that so ...
... feeling striking twelve , he mounted the gallery stairs in dignified for that day . The next day , before the clock had ... feel an interest in the picture , since he has been hour to pay his respects to it . You see at any rate that so ...
Pagina 30
... feel solitary , I should suppose , during his absence . " Solitary ! " she repeated , and her voice trembled a little , " no - memory is the companion of those win are alone ; and besides , " she added , with an effort at a sinile ...
... feel solitary , I should suppose , during his absence . " Solitary ! " she repeated , and her voice trembled a little , " no - memory is the companion of those win are alone ; and besides , " she added , with an effort at a sinile ...
Pagina 35
... feel that this is the last time I shall ever see you , ' she told me . I do not think my mother will live long : our ... feeling of shame induce me to open my heart to beings who understand nothing about matters of which the fashionable ...
... feel that this is the last time I shall ever see you , ' she told me . I do not think my mother will live long : our ... feeling of shame induce me to open my heart to beings who understand nothing about matters of which the fashionable ...
Pagina 36
... feel too deeply to think it ridiculous . I know how much may be said against this fancy . I have often blamed myself ... feeling of the warm breath , the pression on the heart of a girl of sixteen ; and in all her sweet kisses that he ...
... feel too deeply to think it ridiculous . I know how much may be said against this fancy . I have often blamed myself ... feeling of the warm breath , the pression on the heart of a girl of sixteen ; and in all her sweet kisses that he ...
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Pagina 312 - I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Pagina 347 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Pagina 312 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Pagina 314 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
Pagina 313 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labor free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Pagina 313 - While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round ; And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired...
Pagina 314 - To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread, To pick her wintry fagot from the thorn, , To seek her nightly shed, and weep till morn; She only left of all the harmless train, The sad historian of the pensive plain...
Pagina 346 - It were all one That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me : In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Pagina 313 - SWEET AUBURN! loveliest village of the plain; Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed : Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...
Pagina 314 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all. And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.