North-American Review and Miscellaneous Journal, Volumen6Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge University of Northern Iowa, 1818 Vols. 277-230, no. 2 include Stuff and nonsense, v. 5-6, no. 8, Jan. 1929-Aug. 1930. |
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... look elsewhere for the remem- bered poetry , that mingles with our oldest and dearest thoughts , leaving enduring pictures with us , and sending thrills to the heart , that will never die . We fear we shall never give Mr. Moore credit ...
... look elsewhere for the remem- bered poetry , that mingles with our oldest and dearest thoughts , leaving enduring pictures with us , and sending thrills to the heart , that will never die . We fear we shall never give Mr. Moore credit ...
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... look - then wonder if thou wilt , That I should hate , should take revenge , by guilt , Upon the hand , whose mischief or whose mirth Sent me thus maim'd and monstrous upon earth ; And on that race who , though more vile they be Than ...
... look - then wonder if thou wilt , That I should hate , should take revenge , by guilt , Upon the hand , whose mischief or whose mirth Sent me thus maim'd and monstrous upon earth ; And on that race who , though more vile they be Than ...
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... look ! -oh ! where's the heart so wise , Could unbewilder'd meet those matchless eyes ? Quick , restless , strange , but exquisite withal , Like those of angels , just before their fall ; Now shadow'd with the shames of earth , now ...
... look ! -oh ! where's the heart so wise , Could unbewilder'd meet those matchless eyes ? Quick , restless , strange , but exquisite withal , Like those of angels , just before their fall ; Now shadow'd with the shames of earth , now ...
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... look loveliest in , ' covered with his silver veil , drinking largely of white wine and red , pon- dering in deep reverie , and then bursting out in the merriest and most vulgar abuse of human nature . 6 He has none of Timon's sad ...
... look loveliest in , ' covered with his silver veil , drinking largely of white wine and red , pon- dering in deep reverie , and then bursting out in the merriest and most vulgar abuse of human nature . 6 He has none of Timon's sad ...
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... looks upon a character as an individual , or consistent whole . He appears to have certain prominent abstract qualities , virtues or vices , in store , which he has determined to attach to the first poetical person- age , that comes in ...
... looks upon a character as an individual , or consistent whole . He appears to have certain prominent abstract qualities , virtues or vices , in store , which he has determined to attach to the first poetical person- age , that comes in ...
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Página 383 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, 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. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy...
Página 383 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Página 119 - St. Croix River to the highlands; along the said highlands which divide those rivers that empty themselves into the river St. Lawrence, from those which fall into the Atlantic Ocean, to the northwesternmost head of Connecticut River...
Página 314 - If we wish to be free ; if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending; if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon, until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained — we must fight ! I repeat it, sir, — we must fight ! An appeal to arms, and to the God of hosts, is all that is left us ! They tell us, sir, that we are weak, —...
Página 314 - and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation ? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled, that force must be called in to win back our love ? 2.
Página 119 - East by a line to be drawn along the middle of the river St. Croix, from its mouth in the Bay of Fundy to its source, and from its source directly north to the aforesaid highlands which divide the rivers that fall into the Atlantic Ocean from those which fall into the river St. Lawrence...
Página 314 - We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication...
Página 314 - No, sir, she has none. They are meant for us: they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains which the British ministry have been so long forging. And what have we to oppose to them ? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years.
Página 313 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided ; and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past.
Página 21 - How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour when storms are gone, When warring winds have died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray, Melt off, and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity...