The United States Literary Gazette, Volumen1Cummings, Hilliard, & Company, 1825 |
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... Heart 340 A Mother's lament on the Death of her Son 174 The Inheritance 181 An Indian at the Burying - Place of his Fathers 125 The Manuscript of Diedrich Knickerbocker , jr . 183 An Indian Story 92 / 3 A Song 140 A Song of Savoy 379 A ...
... Heart 340 A Mother's lament on the Death of her Son 174 The Inheritance 181 An Indian at the Burying - Place of his Fathers 125 The Manuscript of Diedrich Knickerbocker , jr . 183 An Indian Story 92 / 3 A Song 140 A Song of Savoy 379 A ...
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... heart , by correct - id , and resolute , patient labour ? Mr Bryant does not seem to be wanting thoughts but the forms they assume , until ing our selfishness , is no less to be valued than its power of enlarging the understand - in ...
... heart , by correct - id , and resolute , patient labour ? Mr Bryant does not seem to be wanting thoughts but the forms they assume , until ing our selfishness , is no less to be valued than its power of enlarging the understand - in ...
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... heart of man more awful or more magnificent . And , when the shadows of twilight came , I have seen the hyena's eyes of flame , And heard at my side his stealthy tread , But aye at my shout the savage fled ; And I threw the lighted ...
... heart of man more awful or more magnificent . And , when the shadows of twilight came , I have seen the hyena's eyes of flame , And heard at my side his stealthy tread , But aye at my shout the savage fled ; And I threw the lighted ...
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... heart throbbed as it would have mounted from its place . ' What do you mean , Diarmid ? ' whispered Gat- ty , in some alarm ; It is nothing but a sleep , and as peaceful a one as I ever beheld . ' Yes , my love , I know it is a sleep ...
... heart throbbed as it would have mounted from its place . ' What do you mean , Diarmid ? ' whispered Gat- ty , in some alarm ; It is nothing but a sleep , and as peaceful a one as I ever beheld . ' Yes , my love , I know it is a sleep ...
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... heart glad . All this may be exceedingly good , but it also may be infidel rant , unless every ac- tion is estimated and judged by a reference to religious truth . We might extend these remarks to a great proportion of the moral works ...
... heart glad . All this may be exceedingly good , but it also may be infidel rant , unless every ac- tion is estimated and judged by a reference to religious truth . We might extend these remarks to a great proportion of the moral works ...
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Página 9 - ... So shalt thou rest; and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure? All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Página 9 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart — Go forth, under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice...
Página 9 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun, — the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between ; The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Página 206 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Página 184 - The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form, All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life.
Página 240 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Página 169 - But the Nightingale, another of my airy creatures, breathes such sweet loud music out of her little instrumental throat, that it might make mankind to think miracles are not ceased. He that at midnight, when the very labourer sleeps securely, should hear, as I have very often, the clear airs, the sweet descants, the natural rising and falling, the doubling and redoubling of her voice, might well be lifted above earth, and say, Lord, what music hast thou provided for the Saints in Heaven, when thou...
Página 9 - 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 184 - Contingencies of pomp ; and serve to exalt Her native brightness. As the ample moon, In the deep stillness of a summer even Rising behind a thick and lofty grove, Burns, like an unconsuming fire of light, In the green trees ; and, kindling on all sides Their leafy umbrage, turns the dusky veil Into a substance glorious as her own, Yea, with her own incorporated, by power Capacious and serene.
Página 169 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.