The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Bind 1H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley H. Bigelow, Esq., editor and proprietor, 1817 |
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... person we are forbidden . That error we are commanded ; to condemn their conquerors . CV . " Lausanne ! and Ferney ! ye have been the abodes Of names which unto you bequeath'd a name ; final judgment rests in a higher tribu- noble lord ...
... person we are forbidden . That error we are commanded ; to condemn their conquerors . CV . " Lausanne ! and Ferney ! ye have been the abodes Of names which unto you bequeath'd a name ; final judgment rests in a higher tribu- noble lord ...
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... person he should apply to in this distressing diffi culty is the writer himself , who , if he has written with the true inspiration of a poet of the present day , would laugh at the ignorance of those who should expect him to understand ...
... person he should apply to in this distressing diffi culty is the writer himself , who , if he has written with the true inspiration of a poet of the present day , would laugh at the ignorance of those who should expect him to understand ...
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... person . But , for the last fifteen or sixteen years , it has , generally , em- braced one fourth , -sometimes one ... persons . The churches of this part of our land are extensively indebted to him , for an able revision of Dr. Watts ...
... person . But , for the last fifteen or sixteen years , it has , generally , em- braced one fourth , -sometimes one ... persons . The churches of this part of our land are extensively indebted to him , for an able revision of Dr. Watts ...
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... persons . The bright example of conjugal and parental learned and the ignorant - the aged and excellence . the young ... person , on which , in after life were made through the till disease began its ravages , there aid of others ; he ...
... persons . The bright example of conjugal and parental learned and the ignorant - the aged and excellence . the young ... person , on which , in after life were made through the till disease began its ravages , there aid of others ; he ...
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... persons subjects , but more especially upon a work which he had much at heart , upon " Through forty years , embracing the proofs of the divine origin of the nearly all the maturity of his life , he scriptures , as derived from the ...
... persons subjects , but more especially upon a work which he had much at heart , upon " Through forty years , embracing the proofs of the divine origin of the nearly all the maturity of his life , he scriptures , as derived from the ...
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Side 10 - At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
Side 296 - No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Side 296 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Side 296 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Side 296 - Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
Side 349 - Nor look'd upon the earth with human eyes ; The thirst of their ambition was not mine, The aim of their existence was not mine ; My joys, my griefs, my passions, and my powers, Made me a stranger ; though I wore the form, I had no sympathy with breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon.
Side 9 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Side 296 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Side 349 - Or to look, list'ning, on the scattered leaves, While Autumn winds were at their evening song. These were my pastimes, and to be alone ; For if the beings, of whom I was one, — Hating to be so, — cross'd me in my path, I felt myself degraded back to them, And was all clay again.
Side 422 - I stoop not to despair; For I have battled with mine agony, And made me wings wherewith to overfly The narrow circus of my dungeon wall...