Poems and Prose Writings, Том 2Baker and Scribner, 1850 |
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... heart . I was filled with kindness ; and eager as I had been but a moment before to surprise every one in the house , the laugh of good - natured triumph at my defeat made it dearer to me than a victory . But old things are passed away ...
... heart . I was filled with kindness ; and eager as I had been but a moment before to surprise every one in the house , the laugh of good - natured triumph at my defeat made it dearer to me than a victory . But old things are passed away ...
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... heart - helping relations of life as so many interruptions to the solution of his problem , it may be pleasant visioning to suppose himself moved about without the aid of his troublesome but faithful beast , and his within - door ...
... heart - helping relations of life as so many interruptions to the solution of his problem , it may be pleasant visioning to suppose himself moved about without the aid of his troublesome but faithful beast , and his within - door ...
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... heart , without travelling into the regions of the fancy . Moving on alone through silent and unpeopled paths , winding round dusky rocks , and through tangling brush - wood , and overhung by gloomy woods , the traveller held converse ...
... heart , without travelling into the regions of the fancy . Moving on alone through silent and unpeopled paths , winding round dusky rocks , and through tangling brush - wood , and overhung by gloomy woods , the traveller held converse ...
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Richard Henry Dana. OLD TIMES . " The world is empty , the heart is dead surely ! In this world , plainly , all seemeth amiss . " It went to my heart when they cleared the old par- lour of the venerable family furniture , and stripped ...
Richard Henry Dana. OLD TIMES . " The world is empty , the heart is dead surely ! In this world , plainly , all seemeth amiss . " It went to my heart when they cleared the old par- lour of the venerable family furniture , and stripped ...
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... heart is made sad for want of communion with some living thing , when the tasteless character of what surrounds us hurries the mind forward to the excitement of hope or carries it back to dwell for a time amidst the soft- ened but deep ...
... heart is made sad for want of communion with some living thing , when the tasteless character of what surrounds us hurries the mind forward to the excitement of hope or carries it back to dwell for a time amidst the soft- ened but deep ...
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Страница 15 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon 't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air : thou hast seen these signs ; They are black vesper's pageants.
Страница 69 - Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden, Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.
Страница 302 - In rural occupation there is nothing mean and debasing. It leads a man forth among scenes of natural grandeur and beauty ; it leaves him to the workings of his own mind, operated upon by the purest and most elevating of external influences. Such a man may be simple and rough, but he cannot be vulgar.
Страница 137 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name : Go, search it there, where to be born and die, Of rich and poor makes all the history ; Enough, that Virtue fill'd the space between ; Prov'd by the ends of being, to have been.
Страница 178 - Yet here for ever, ever must I stay ; Sad proof how well a lover can obey...
Страница 139 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Страница 205 - Smooth'd up with snow ; and, what is land, unknown, What water of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils.
Страница 182 - What though no credit doubting wits may give? The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky: These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the Box, and hover round the Ring. Think what an equipage thou hast in air, And view with scorn two pages and a chair.
Страница 184 - Her tongue bewitch'd as oddly as her eyes, Less wit than mimic, more a wit than wise ; Strange graces still, and stranger flights she had, Was just not ugly, and was just not mad ; Yet ne'er so sure our passion to create, As when she touch'd the brink of all we hate.
Страница 344 - Embattled in her field ; and the humble shrub, And bush with frizzled hair implicit : last Rose, as in dance, the stately trees, and spread Their branches hung with copious fruit, or gemm'd Their blossoms : with high woods the hills were crown'd ; With tufts the valleys and each fountain side ; With borders long the rivers : that earth now Seem'd like to heaven, a seat where gods might dwell, Or wander with delight, and love to haunt Her sacred shades...