The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth CenturyA. Hart, 1852 - 550 páginas |
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... Yale College in 1741 . His poem entitled " Philosophic Solitude , " which has been frequently reprinted , is a spe- cimen of elegant mediocrity - superior to most of the compositions which I have already alluded to - but contains ...
... Yale College in 1741 . His poem entitled " Philosophic Solitude , " which has been frequently reprinted , is a spe- cimen of elegant mediocrity - superior to most of the compositions which I have already alluded to - but contains ...
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... Yale College . On account of his extreme youth , however , at that time , and his subsequent ill health , he was not sent to reside at New Haven until 1763 , when he was in his thirteenth year . His college life was a continued series ...
... Yale College . On account of his extreme youth , however , at that time , and his subsequent ill health , he was not sent to reside at New Haven until 1763 , when he was in his thirteenth year . His college life was a continued series ...
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... Yale College . He died in 1775. The conclusion of the ode was varied , by inserting this tribute of affection . THE COUNTRY CLOWN . * BRED in distant woods , 38 JOHN TRUMBULL . ee.
... Yale College . He died in 1775. The conclusion of the ode was varied , by inserting this tribute of affection . THE COUNTRY CLOWN . * BRED in distant woods , 38 JOHN TRUMBULL . ee.
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... Yale College . His previous unre- mitted attention to study had impaired his health , and he made little progress during the first two years of his residence at New Haven ; but his subsequent intense and uninterrupted application ...
... Yale College . His previous unre- mitted attention to study had impaired his health , and he made little progress during the first two years of his residence at New Haven ; but his subsequent intense and uninterrupted application ...
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... Yale College , which at this time was in a disordered condition , and suffering from pecuniary embarrassments . The reputation of the new president as a teacher soon brought around him a very large number of stu- dents ; new ...
... Yale College , which at this time was in a disordered condition , and suffering from pecuniary embarrassments . The reputation of the new president as a teacher soon brought around him a very large number of stu- dents ; new ...
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Página 168 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ! Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 319 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Página 364 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes...
Página 168 - At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest.
Página 420 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked, upstarting 'Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Página 160 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Página 419 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!
Página 320 - This was the peasant's last Good-night, A voice replied, far up the height, Excelsior ! At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air Excelsior ! A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice, That banner with the strange device Excelsior ! There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice...
Página 319 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Página 190 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.