Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volumen27John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1852 |
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... Chamfort - Fraser's Magazine , 289 Junius , touching the identity of - Dublin Uui- versity Magazine , 314 City Poets and Pageants - Bentley's Miscel lany , Italian Sky , Art and Nature under , Jewsbury , Miss , 475 Jerdan , Wm ...
... Chamfort - Fraser's Magazine , 289 Junius , touching the identity of - Dublin Uui- versity Magazine , 314 City Poets and Pageants - Bentley's Miscel lany , Italian Sky , Art and Nature under , Jewsbury , Miss , 475 Jerdan , Wm ...
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... Chamfort , 314 Phrenology , its Place and Relations North 66 Duke of Wellington , 362 British Review , 289 • 46 Gibbon , 392 Poetry of the Anti - Jacobin , • • 443 66 Metzis , 433 Poets and Pageants of London , • 475 66 Justice Story ...
... Chamfort , 314 Phrenology , its Place and Relations North 66 Duke of Wellington , 362 British Review , 289 • 46 Gibbon , 392 Poetry of the Anti - Jacobin , • • 443 66 Metzis , 433 Poets and Pageants of London , • 475 66 Justice Story ...
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... such an iniquitous impost as the annuity tax . Rather more than three years after the death of his first wife , Mr. James Haldane From Fraser's Magazine . FRENCH AUTHORS . - CHAMFORT . 314 [ Nov. , ROBERT AND JAMES HALDANE .
... such an iniquitous impost as the annuity tax . Rather more than three years after the death of his first wife , Mr. James Haldane From Fraser's Magazine . FRENCH AUTHORS . - CHAMFORT . 314 [ Nov. , ROBERT AND JAMES HALDANE .
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... CHAMFORT . from his connexion with journalism_was Chamfort , who is so. after a very brief illness , he , also , on the 8th February , 1851 , was called to " rest from his labors , " at the patriarchal age of eighty - three . He died ...
... CHAMFORT . from his connexion with journalism_was Chamfort , who is so. after a very brief illness , he , also , on the 8th February , 1851 , was called to " rest from his labors , " at the patriarchal age of eighty - three . He died ...
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... Chamfort must do something and he was forced to live on what he gained for himself . His pen was his only resource ; Sebastian Roch Nicholas Chamfort was born at a village near Clermont , in Auvergne , in 1741. All accounts agree in ...
... Chamfort must do something and he was forced to live on what he gained for himself . His pen was his only resource ; Sebastian Roch Nicholas Chamfort was born at a village near Clermont , in Auvergne , in 1741. All accounts agree in ...
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Página 160 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.
Página 161 - This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, " or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you " — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Página 160 - I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
Página 161 - Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a...
Página 161 - For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door, Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore.
Página 162 - thing of evil - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Página 157 - Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again, And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou...
Página 157 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 95 - Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong, They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
Página 156 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright ; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the Pass!