The North American Review

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University of Northern Iowa, 1857
 

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Pagina 498 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Pagina 543 - The soul of a true Christian, as I then wrote my meditations, appeared like such a little white flower as we see in the spring of the year : low, and humble on the ground, opening its bosom to receive the pleasant beams of the sun's glory ; rejoicing, as it were, in a calm rapture ; diffusing around a sweet fragrance ; standing peacefully and lovingly in the midst of other flowers round about; all in like manner opening their bosoms to drink in the light of the sun.
Pagina 578 - JACHIN AND BOAZ ; or, An Authentic Key to the Door of Freemasonry, both Ancient and Modern.
Pagina 496 - Moles eyes ; to these, the slain-stags teares : The unctuous dewlaps of a snaile ; The broke-heart of a nightingale Ore-come in musicke ; with a wine, Ne're ravisht from the flattering vine, But gently prest from the soft side Of the most sweet and dainty bride, Brought in a dainty duizie, which He fully quaffs up to bewitch His blood to height ; this done, commended Grace by his priest ; The feast is ended.
Pagina 15 - Lay me a green sod under my head, And another at my feet ; And lay my bent bow by my side, Which was my music sweet ; And make my grave of gravel and green, Which is most right and meet. Let me have length and breadth enough, With a green sod under my head ; That they may say, when I am dead, Here lies bold Robin Hood.
Pagina 18 - In this our spacious isle, I think there is not one, But he hath heard some talk of him and Little John ; And to the end of time, the tales shall ne'er be done, Of Scarlock, George-a-Green, and Much the miller's son, Of Tuck the merry friar, which many a sermon made In praise of Robin Hood, his outlaws, and their trade.
Pagina 417 - With clashing wheel, and lifting keel, And smoking torch on high, When winds are loud and billows reel, She thunders foaming by ; When seas are silent and serene, With even beam she glides — The sunshine glimmering through the green That skirts her gleaming sides.
Pagina 188 - The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble: or be alive again, And dare me to the desert with thy sword ; If trembling I inhabit then, protest me The baby of a girl.
Pagina 251 - Whilst my physicians by their love are grown Cosmographers, and I their map, who lie Flat on this bed, that by them may be shown That this is my southwest discovery Per fretum febris, by these straits to die.
Pagina 497 - TO BLOSSOMS. Fair pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past ; But you may stay yet here awhile, To blush and gently smile, And go at last. What, were ye born to be An hour or...

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