The American Monthly Magazine, Volume 3M. Bancroft, J. Wiley, and G. and C. and H. Carvill, 1837 |
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Pagina 23
... deep appreciation of the beautiful in nature and art ; that there were very little nonsense and pretence about her ; and that she was in every respect a remarkable girl . I glanced at the clock , and to my surprise perceived that it was ...
... deep appreciation of the beautiful in nature and art ; that there were very little nonsense and pretence about her ; and that she was in every respect a remarkable girl . I glanced at the clock , and to my surprise perceived that it was ...
Pagina 32
... Deep grief was in their hearts , —for oh ! fond love was there ! Love , wedded love had bound them And shed its joys around them . Red gleamed the setting sun on those two brows of sorrow , Which far must parted be before he rise to ...
... Deep grief was in their hearts , —for oh ! fond love was there ! Love , wedded love had bound them And shed its joys around them . Red gleamed the setting sun on those two brows of sorrow , Which far must parted be before he rise to ...
Pagina 33
... deep significance to trace In what his hands have toiled to frame . Heap the knotty pine - wood higher ! Let it be well dried before , Till the inward darting fire Up the narrow passage roar ! Pour the copper in , Melt it with the tin ...
... deep significance to trace In what his hands have toiled to frame . Heap the knotty pine - wood higher ! Let it be well dried before , Till the inward darting fire Up the narrow passage roar ! Pour the copper in , Melt it with the tin ...
Pagina 34
... deep lap await him yet ; He wakes beneath a mother's care , And golden morns his glad eyes greet . -The arrowy years have sped away.- From tender maid , from childish play , Th ' impatient boy , with ardor burning , Storms into life ...
... deep lap await him yet ; He wakes beneath a mother's care , And golden morns his glad eyes greet . -The arrowy years have sped away.- From tender maid , from childish play , Th ' impatient boy , with ardor burning , Storms into life ...
Pagina 71
... deep sea ; And , in all my dreams of the spirits ' home , Dear isle , I picture thee ! P. B. A GOOD OLD CUSTOM . Yes , a good old custom , which the new people of our Babylonian city are every year trying to put down among us ; it is ...
... deep sea ; And , in all my dreams of the spirits ' home , Dear isle , I picture thee ! P. B. A GOOD OLD CUSTOM . Yes , a good old custom , which the new people of our Babylonian city are every year trying to put down among us ; it is ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 97 - He was chubby and plump ; a right jolly old elf; And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings ; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle , But I heard him exclaim,...
Pagina 221 - The sky is changed! — and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder!
Pagina 97 - He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
Pagina 202 - The legislature shall, as soon as conveniently may be, provide, by law, for the establishment of schools throughout the State, in such manner that the poor may be taught gratis.
Pagina 97 - TWAS the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St.
Pagina 503 - The battles, sieges, fortunes that he has passed," ought to have come back upon him. He ought to have remembered that, from the earliest achievement in which he displayed that military genius which has placed him foremost in the annals of modern warfare, down to that last and surpassing combat which has made his name imperishable — from Assaye to Waterloo — the Irish soldiers, with whom your armies are filled, were the inseparable auxiliaries to the glory with which his unparalleled successes...
Pagina 197 - I am an Englishman. and naked I stand here, Musing in my mind what raiment I shall wear, For now I will wear this, and now I will wear that, And now I will wear I cannot tell what.
Pagina 97 - Nick ; More rapid than eagles his coursers they came And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name. "Now, Dasher, now Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen! On Comet! on Cupid! on Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall ; Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!
Pagina 269 - Resolved, that his services be accepted, and that, in consideration of his zeal, illustrious family, and connections, he have the rank and commission of major-general in the army of the United States.
Pagina 104 - His bow'd head on his hands, and shook as 'twere With a convulsion — then arose again, And with his teeth and quivering hands did tear What he had written, but he shed no tears. And he did calm himself, and fix his brow Into a kind of quiet : as he paused, The Lady...