Southern Literary Messenger, Том 5T.W. White, 1839 |
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... river of the spirit to pour Its flood of praise and gratitude before The Lord of Heaven above . III . And Autumn brings its hour , To gather in the harvest of the soul ; That peace of mind the world could never dole To those who bend ...
... river of the spirit to pour Its flood of praise and gratitude before The Lord of Heaven above . III . And Autumn brings its hour , To gather in the harvest of the soul ; That peace of mind the world could never dole To those who bend ...
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... rivers , the Merrimack , down towards the margin of which it slopes gently , it affords a fine view from the river of its regularly laid out streets , and handsome buildings . It is about a mile in length , with a pretty and populous ...
... rivers , the Merrimack , down towards the margin of which it slopes gently , it affords a fine view from the river of its regularly laid out streets , and handsome buildings . It is about a mile in length , with a pretty and populous ...
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... river . The voyage was pioneers in a new order of things ; with yet no social made in a sanpan of the commonest kind , without relations established , without the proper checks and shelter from a blazing sun . balances to their new ...
... river . The voyage was pioneers in a new order of things ; with yet no social made in a sanpan of the commonest kind , without relations established , without the proper checks and shelter from a blazing sun . balances to their new ...
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... river , that now , though it has lost nothing of the grace of the infant , is dilating into a breadth that ranks it among rivers in our land of mammoth waters . It is , in this dry time , somewhat in the condition of the sixth age , its ...
... river , that now , though it has lost nothing of the grace of the infant , is dilating into a breadth that ranks it among rivers in our land of mammoth waters . It is , in this dry time , somewhat in the condition of the sixth age , its ...
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... river was born and well - nurtured , that was pleasing . At half past nine our dancers had exhausted their superfluous activity , and we adjourned to the little parlor where our wondrous student sang German , Italian , French , and ...
... river was born and well - nurtured , that was pleasing . At half past nine our dancers had exhausted their superfluous activity , and we adjourned to the little parlor where our wondrous student sang German , Italian , French , and ...
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Стр. 327 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Стр. 330 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
Стр. 95 - And find a fane in every sacred grove ; There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll.
Стр. 96 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Стр. 287 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare with the English man-ofwar, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Стр. 146 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye. ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within...
Стр. 350 - For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favour, Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood, A violet in the youth of primy nature, Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, The perfume and suppliance of a minute, No more.
Стр. 387 - That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full 4O Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood ; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose...
Стр. 298 - ... to those who are worthy ; (the rest are cheated with a thick intoxicating potion, which a certain sorceress, the abuser of love's name, carries about ;) and how the first and chiefest office of love begins and ends in the soul, producing those happy twins of her divine generation, knowledge and virtue : with such abstracted sublimities as these, it might be worth your listening, readers, as I may one day hope to have ye in a still time, when there shall be no chiding ; not in these noises...
Стр. 290 - ... of ages, and how wide the intervals of time and space that divide them ! In all this dreary length of way, they appear like five or six light-houses on as many thousand miles of coast...