Peter's Letters to His KinsfolkC. S. Van Winkle, 101 Greenwich street, 1820 - 575 sider |
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... easily to be distinguished from the yet larger and bolder forms of cliff and ravine , among which their foundations have been pitched . There is a certain gloomy indistinctness in the formation of these fantastic piles , which leaves ...
... easily to be distinguished from the yet larger and bolder forms of cliff and ravine , among which their foundations have been pitched . There is a certain gloomy indistinctness in the formation of these fantastic piles , which leaves ...
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... easy is the ascent ; and yet where did streets or city ever afford such a prospect ! The view changes every moment as you proceed ; yet what grandeur of unity in the general and ultimate impression ! At first you see only the skirts of ...
... easy is the ascent ; and yet where did streets or city ever afford such a prospect ! The view changes every moment as you proceed ; yet what grandeur of unity in the general and ultimate impression ! At first you see only the skirts of ...
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... easy for me to satisfy your cu- riosity on some other points mentioned in your last letter , as on this . The Scots are certainly rather a hard - favoured race than otherwise ; but I think their looks are very far from meriting the sort ...
... easy for me to satisfy your cu- riosity on some other points mentioned in your last letter , as on this . The Scots are certainly rather a hard - favoured race than otherwise ; but I think their looks are very far from meriting the sort ...
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... easy air which they have before they begin their travels . They are apt to overdo every thing , particularly that vilest and most unnatural of all fashions , the saddle or I know not what you call it — which is at pre- sent permitted to ...
... easy air which they have before they begin their travels . They are apt to overdo every thing , particularly that vilest and most unnatural of all fashions , the saddle or I know not what you call it — which is at pre- sent permitted to ...
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... easy hilarity and good humour , which sits with so much gracefulness on an honoured old age . I wish I could give you a notion of his face . It is not marked by any very striking features ; but the unison of mildness of disposition ...
... easy hilarity and good humour , which sits with so much gracefulness on an honoured old age . I wish I could give you a notion of his face . It is not marked by any very striking features ; but the unison of mildness of disposition ...
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Side 124 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Side 102 - All strength — all terror, single or in bands, That ever was put forth in personal form — Jehovah — with his thunder, and the choir Of shouting Angels, and the empyreal thrones — I pass them unalarmed.
Side 70 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Side 345 - On the soft grass through half a summer's day, With music lulled his indolent repose : And, in some fit of weariness, if he, When his own breath was silent, chanced to hear A distant strain, far sweeter than the sounds Which his poor skill could make, his Fancy fetched, Even from the blazing Chariot of the Sun, A beardless Youth, who touched a golden lute, And filled the illumined groves with ravishment.
Side 398 - With solemn touches,* troubled thoughts, and chase Anguish and doubt and fear and sorrow and pain From mortal or immortal minds. Thus they Breathing united force with fixed thought Moved on in silence to soft pipes that charmed Their painful steps o'er the burnt soil...
Side 80 - From that bleak tenement He, many an evening, to his distant home In solitude returning, saw the hills Grow larger in the darkness; all alone Beheld the stars come out above his head, And travelled through the wood, with no one near To whom he might confess the things he saw.
Side 340 - ... so thick the aery crowd swarmed and were straitened ; till, the signal given, behold a wonder ! they but now who seemed in bigness to surpass earth's giant sons, now less than smallest dwarfs in narrow room throng numberless...
Side 494 - As if their silent company were charged With peaceful admonitions for the heart Of all-beholding Man, earth's thoughtful lord ; Then, in full many a region, once like this The assured domain of calm simplicity And pensive quiet, an unnatural light Prepared for never-resting Labour's eyes...
Side 76 - I AM a son of Mars who have been in many wars, And show my cuts and scars wherever I come ; This here was for a wench, and that other in a trench, When welcoming the French at the sound of the drum.
Side 76 - And now a widow, I must mourn The pleasures that will ne'er return; No comfort but a hearty can, When I think on John Highlandman. RECITATIVO A pigmy scraper, wi...