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... darkness still hangs over the vast continent of America . No voice answers to the anxious inquiry , Who were the Tultiques ? ' no lettered tablet is found to reveal the authors of the noble vestiges of architecture and of sculpture at ...
... darkness still hangs over the vast continent of America . No voice answers to the anxious inquiry , Who were the Tultiques ? ' no lettered tablet is found to reveal the authors of the noble vestiges of architecture and of sculpture at ...
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... dark eye , ( Though praise them as I might , I should not lie ; ) Here then I leave these wishes of my heart — May I be unforgot , and thou just such as now thou art ! - G. P. T. 1837. ] THE The Heiress . HEIRESS . 11 " 10 [ July , An ...
... dark eye , ( Though praise them as I might , I should not lie ; ) Here then I leave these wishes of my heart — May I be unforgot , and thou just such as now thou art ! - G. P. T. 1837. ] THE The Heiress . HEIRESS . 11 " 10 [ July , An ...
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... darkness ! ' ENDOW'D with all that heart could wish , With all that wealth could bring , I'mov'd amid a glittering throng , " A vain and worshipped thing . From myriads who beset my path , My heart selected thee ; Though lips of love ...
... darkness ! ' ENDOW'D with all that heart could wish , With all that wealth could bring , I'mov'd amid a glittering throng , " A vain and worshipped thing . From myriads who beset my path , My heart selected thee ; Though lips of love ...
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... dark whip - poor - will is heard abroad . The meadow , but an hour ago alive With grazing flocks and herds , and echoing blithe The gentle music of the ploughman's whistle , Lies cheerless and asleep a lonely waste ! Still resting on ...
... dark whip - poor - will is heard abroad . The meadow , but an hour ago alive With grazing flocks and herds , and echoing blithe The gentle music of the ploughman's whistle , Lies cheerless and asleep a lonely waste ! Still resting on ...
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... darkness shall encompass thee awhile ; But then the light of Immortality , Bursting into the cold recess , shall shine , And wake thee from thy slumbers : thou shalt rise , And , robed in never - fading glory , live , And rest thee on ...
... darkness shall encompass thee awhile ; But then the light of Immortality , Bursting into the cold recess , shall shine , And wake thee from thy slumbers : thou shalt rise , And , robed in never - fading glory , live , And rest thee on ...
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American Monthly Knickerbocker, Volym 8 Charles Fenno Hoffman,Lewis Gaylord Clark,Kinahan Cornwallis,Timothy Flint,John Holmes Agnew Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1836 |
American Monthly Knickerbocker, Volym 20 Charles Fenno Hoffman,Lewis Gaylord Clark,Kinahan Cornwallis,Timothy Flint,John Holmes Agnew Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1842 |
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Sida 383 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Sida 152 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell...
Sida 333 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Sida 86 - I forty stripes save one; thrice was I beaten with rods; once was I stoned; thrice I suffered shipwreck; a night and a day I have been in the deep; in journeying often; in perils of waters; in perils of robbers; in perils by mine own countrymen; in perils by the heathen; in perils in the city; in perils in the wilderness; in perils in the sea; in perils among false brethren...
Sida 87 - And when he had thus spoken, he kneeled down, and prayed with them all. And they all wept sore, and fell on Paul's neck, and kissed him, sorrowing most of all for the words which he spake, that they should see his face no more.
Sida 495 - In all places, then, and in all seasons, Flowers expand their light and soul-like wings, Teaching us, by most persuasive reasons, How akin they are to human things.
Sida 335 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...
Sida 88 - For unto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall have abundance: but from him that hath not shall be taken away even that which he hath. And cast ye the unprofitable servant into outer darkness : there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Sida 334 - Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Sida 331 - And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!