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... present time his pen has rarely been idle , and the vari- ety of his learning , the originality and grace of his style , his sincerity and earnestness , have placed him high among living authors . The following is a list of his works as ...
... present time his pen has rarely been idle , and the vari- ety of his learning , the originality and grace of his style , his sincerity and earnestness , have placed him high among living authors . The following is a list of his works as ...
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... present usefulness or necessity prevailed against all other motives ; so that the di- vines which were at hand with me still put me on , and approved of what I did , because they were moved by present necessities as- well as I ; but ...
... present usefulness or necessity prevailed against all other motives ; so that the di- vines which were at hand with me still put me on , and approved of what I did , because they were moved by present necessities as- well as I ; but ...
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... present themselves to the inquirer . The distance of Jupiter from the sun is so great , that the light and heat which he receives from that luminary are supposed to be in capable of sustaining the same animal and vegetable life which ...
... present themselves to the inquirer . The distance of Jupiter from the sun is so great , that the light and heat which he receives from that luminary are supposed to be in capable of sustaining the same animal and vegetable life which ...
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... present ills triumph over her . It requires greater powers of mind to sup- port good fortune than bad . Jealousy is in some respects just and rea- sonable , since its object is only to preserve a good which belongs , or which we think ...
... present ills triumph over her . It requires greater powers of mind to sup- port good fortune than bad . Jealousy is in some respects just and rea- sonable , since its object is only to preserve a good which belongs , or which we think ...
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... present him with the secret history of one of the most remarkable parts of my life . I was once engaged in search of the philoso- pher's stone . It is frequently observed of men who have been busied in this pursuit , that though they ...
... present him with the secret history of one of the most remarkable parts of my life . I was once engaged in search of the philoso- pher's stone . It is frequently observed of men who have been busied in this pursuit , that though they ...
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The Library of Choice Literature and Encyclopædia of Universal ..., Bind 8 Ainsworth Rand Spofford Ingen forhåndsvisning - 1888 |
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Side 37 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Side 65 - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: "Strike ! till the last armed foe expires ! Strike ! for your altars and your fires ! Strike ! for the green graves of your sires ; God, and your native land...
Side 65 - Come in consumption's ghastly form, The earthquake shock, the ocean storm ; Come when the heart beats high and warm With banquet-song and dance and wine, — And thou art terrible : the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier, And all we know or dream or fear Of agony, are thine.
Side 37 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Side 103 - I REMEMBER, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away!
Side 123 - But wit, abstracted from its effects upon the hearer, may be more rigorously and philosophically considered as a kind of discordia concors; a combination of dissimilar images, or discovery of occult resemblances in things apparently unlike.
Side 37 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy!
Side 90 - By a daisy whose leaves spread, Shut when Titan goes to bed; Or a shady bush or tree She could more infuse in me, Than all nature's beauties can In some other wiser man.
Side 65 - Come to the bridal chamber, death ! Come to the mother when she feels For the first time her firstborn's breath ; — Come when the blessed seals Which close the pestilence are broke, And crowded cities wail its stroke...
Side 62 - ... burial, and we shall perceive the distance to be very great and very strange. But so have I seen a rose newly springing from the clefts of its hood, and at first it was fair as the morning, and full with the dew of heaven as a lamb's fleece; but when a ruder breath had forced open its virgin modesty, and dismantled its too youthful and unripe retirements, it began to put on darkness, and to decline to softness and the symptoms of a sickly age; it bowed the head...