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... rests One end on earth and one amid the stars . This is no time for fear , no time for doubt : The waves are surging at our very feet , The drum is beating from the gates of life ; We must go forth ! Then , brothers , let us Manfully ...
... rests One end on earth and one amid the stars . This is no time for fear , no time for doubt : The waves are surging at our very feet , The drum is beating from the gates of life ; We must go forth ! Then , brothers , let us Manfully ...
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... rest ; And we forgot the world , forgot its toils and pains , And if perchance a hearse rolled by , or in Yon " city of the dead " a new - made grave Appeared , we thought the stroke of Providence A warning for the world , meant not for ...
... rest ; And we forgot the world , forgot its toils and pains , And if perchance a hearse rolled by , or in Yon " city of the dead " a new - made grave Appeared , we thought the stroke of Providence A warning for the world , meant not for ...
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... rest , And many a tear upon the coffin lid Fell heavily , as mourner friends bent low Above the sable bier . We bore him to The tomb . O'er tufted knoll and blooming plain The train of mourning wound , and the child ceased His gambols ...
... rest , And many a tear upon the coffin lid Fell heavily , as mourner friends bent low Above the sable bier . We bore him to The tomb . O'er tufted knoll and blooming plain The train of mourning wound , and the child ceased His gambols ...
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... rest as uneasily at their anchors , while they await with us a change of the weather , that they may get to sea . A pest upon these hard - hearted north - easters ! More vexatious are they than the incessant tongue of an old maid . They ...
... rest as uneasily at their anchors , while they await with us a change of the weather , that they may get to sea . A pest upon these hard - hearted north - easters ! More vexatious are they than the incessant tongue of an old maid . They ...
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... rest of the " grave and reverend " foreign bores , eagerly caught at by publish- ers , and nauseously bepuffed by editors . But we are digressing . Our business is to sketch , with all possible brevity , an outline of the life of ...
... rest of the " grave and reverend " foreign bores , eagerly caught at by publish- ers , and nauseously bepuffed by editors . But we are digressing . Our business is to sketch , with all possible brevity , an outline of the life of ...
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Side 161 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Side 310 - 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!
Side 206 - That which intellectually considered we call Reason, considered in relation to nature, we call Spirit. Spirit is the Creator. Spirit hath life in itself. And man in all ages and countries embodies it in his language as the FATHER.
Side 307 - When she has walk'd before. But now, her wealth and finery fled, Her hangers-on cut short all ; The doctors found, when she was dead — Her last disorder mortal. Let us lament, in sorrow sore, For Kent-street well may say, That had she lived a twelvemonth more — She had not died to-day.
Side 328 - There is no death ! What seems so is transition : This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Side 311 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Side 149 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against...
Side 310 - Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd, fondly turns to thee: Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain...
Side 294 - ... inclement clime; Aid slighted truth with thy persuasive strain; Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain; Teach him, that states of native strength...
Side 97 - Tis not the affair of a city, a county, a province, or a kingdom, but of a continent — of at least one eighth part of the habitable globe. 'Tis not the concern of a day, a year, or an age; posterity are virtually involved in the contest, and will be more or less affected, even to the end of time, by the proceedings now.