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 20
... lost no time , you may be sure , in changing het dress ; and , on returning , she found Arthur in conversa . tion with a group of fashionables , and with M. Lubert the manager , to whom he recommended Judith very warmly , and then gave ...
... lost no time , you may be sure , in changing het dress ; and , on returning , she found Arthur in conversa . tion with a group of fashionables , and with M. Lubert the manager , to whom he recommended Judith very warmly , and then gave ...
Pagina 24
... lost her ! " " What ! she's false , then ? " " Who told you so ? Unsay the word - or- had taken tight hold of me by the collar . " I know nothing about it . " 99 He " So much the better , " he said . " Three months ago she disappeared ...
... lost her ! " " What ! she's false , then ? " " Who told you so ? Unsay the word - or- had taken tight hold of me by the collar . " I know nothing about it . " 99 He " So much the better , " he said . " Three months ago she disappeared ...
Pagina 25
... lost her again - and had nearly recovered her traces once more , when , on arriving at the lobby , he saw her leap into a magnificent chariot , which went off at a full gallop ! " Gentlemen , " said the notary , interrupting hi narra ...
... lost her again - and had nearly recovered her traces once more , when , on arriving at the lobby , he saw her leap into a magnificent chariot , which went off at a full gallop ! " Gentlemen , " said the notary , interrupting hi narra ...
Pagina 33
... lost her way . She said she lived in Rue St. Severin . I before my time . I stepped into a café , and tumbled over was puzzled , for I did not know where to find it myself . a file of newspapers : at last it struck eleven . I saw a ...
... lost her way . She said she lived in Rue St. Severin . I before my time . I stepped into a café , and tumbled over was puzzled , for I did not know where to find it myself . a file of newspapers : at last it struck eleven . I saw a ...
Pagina 59
... lost thou be , Drink of this cup , thou❜lt never die ! " Well as I had hitherto kept my philosophy on its guard against the illusions with which , I knew , this region abounded , the young cup - bearer had here touched a spring of ...
... lost thou be , Drink of this cup , thou❜lt never die ! " Well as I had hitherto kept my philosophy on its guard against the illusions with which , I knew , this region abounded , the young cup - bearer had here touched a spring of ...
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The Prose and Poetry of Europe and America: Consisting of Literary Gems and ... George Pope Morris Volledige weergave - 1853 |
The Prose and Poetry of Europe and America: Consisting of Literary Gems and ... Volledige weergave - 1853 |
The Prose and Poetry of Europe and America: Consisting of Literary Gems and ... Volledige weergave - 1845 |
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Populaire passages
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.