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Pagina 8
... never can be found . For many , many years the productions of our best writers can be but essentially imitations . If you want to see the semina from which a national literature will spring , stand up and look around you . " We know not ...
... never can be found . For many , many years the productions of our best writers can be but essentially imitations . If you want to see the semina from which a national literature will spring , stand up and look around you . " We know not ...
Pagina 17
... Never were two human beings more unlike than Pierre and his master . The worthy Dominican was learned and benevolent ; grave , austere , and self - denying ; -the valet was a jolly , rattling madcap ; who , as he never hesitated to ...
... Never were two human beings more unlike than Pierre and his master . The worthy Dominican was learned and benevolent ; grave , austere , and self - denying ; -the valet was a jolly , rattling madcap ; who , as he never hesitated to ...
Pagina 33
... never can be the interest of our government to control the direction of art ; it will never , therefore , exert a chilling influence upon it -- but as intel- ligence expands , and wealth increases , it will shine like the sun to foster ...
... never can be the interest of our government to control the direction of art ; it will never , therefore , exert a chilling influence upon it -- but as intel- ligence expands , and wealth increases , it will shine like the sun to foster ...
Pagina 36
... never heed ; For stream , or gulf , or roaring flood , they slackened not their speed . At last those knights to towered walls , their weary chargers bring , Lofty , and vast that reared themselves , -- the palace of a king ; The ...
... never heed ; For stream , or gulf , or roaring flood , they slackened not their speed . At last those knights to towered walls , their weary chargers bring , Lofty , and vast that reared themselves , -- the palace of a king ; The ...
Pagina 45
... never afterwards surpassed . The dispute , whether other poets had existed before his time , and from whom , he might have largely borrowed ; -whether he was him- self the father and sole inventor of his matchless poesy ; -finally ...
... never afterwards surpassed . The dispute , whether other poets had existed before his time , and from whom , he might have largely borrowed ; -whether he was him- self the father and sole inventor of his matchless poesy ; -finally ...
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Pagina 402 - Who toss the golden and the flame-like flowers, And pass the prairie-hawk that, poised on high, Flaps his broad wings, yet moves not - ye have played Among the palms of Mexico and vines Of Texas, and have crisped the limpid brooks That from the fountains of Sonora glide Into the calm Pacific - have ye fanned A nobler or a lovelier scene than this?
Pagina 116 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up: it stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Pagina 320 - In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief: Yet not unmeet it was that one like that young friend of ours, So gentle and so beautiful, should perish with the flowers.
Pagina 266 - YE say, they all have passed away, That noble race and brave; That their light canoes have vanished From off the crested wave; That, 'mid the forests where they roamed, There rings no hunter's shout; But their name is on your waters, — Ye may not wash it out.
Pagina 212 - Or midst the chase, on every plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell : Each lonely scene shall thee restore ; For thee the tear be duly shed ; Beloved, till life can charm no more ; And mourn'd, till Pity's self be dead.
Pagina 267 - Wachuset hides its lingering voice Within his rocky heart, And Alleghany graves its tone Throughout his lofty chart; Monadnock on his forehead hoar Doth seal the sacred trust, Your mountains build their monument, Though ye destroy their dust.
Pagina 404 - Thus change the forms of being. Thus arise Races of living things, glorious in strength, And perish, as the quickening breath of God Fills them, or is withdrawn.
Pagina 469 - But blacker fa' awaits the heart Where first fond luve grows cule. 0 dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, The thochts o' bygane years Still fling their shadows ower my path, And blind my een wi...
Pagina 405 - And pools whose issues swell the Oregon, He rears his little Venice. In these plains The bison feeds no more. Twice twenty leagues Beyond remotest smoke of hunter's camp Roams the majestic brute, in herds that shake The earth with thundering steps, — yet here I meet His ancient footprints stamped beside the pool.
Pagina 310 - The innocent prattle of his children takes out the sting of a man's poverty. But the children of the very poor do not prattle. It is none of the least frightful features in that condition, that there is no childishness in its dwellings. Poor people, said a sensible old nurse to us once, do not bring up their children ; they drag them up.