Graham's American Monthly Magazine of Literature, Art, and Fashion, Volumes 22-23G.R. Graham., 1843 |
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... tears ; nor could I see those stars on which I so much doated , and from which I had learned a wisdom so profound . The politics , too , were ren- dering our family unpleasant ; the coté droit was becoming supercilious — it had always ...
... tears ; nor could I see those stars on which I so much doated , and from which I had learned a wisdom so profound . The politics , too , were ren- dering our family unpleasant ; the coté droit was becoming supercilious — it had always ...
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... tears stood in her eyes . But she was wanted at home , and had not the leisure to reflect fully on her own mistake . | ercise in the open air . For the moment I was laid aside , though in a place that enabled me to be a wit- ness of all ...
... tears stood in her eyes . But she was wanted at home , and had not the leisure to reflect fully on her own mistake . | ercise in the open air . For the moment I was laid aside , though in a place that enabled me to be a wit- ness of all ...
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... tears . Under her painful and pressing circumstances , the poor girl felt her deepest affliction to be that she had not time to pray . Her work , now that she had no- thing to expect from the milliner , could not be laid aside for a ...
... tears . Under her painful and pressing circumstances , the poor girl felt her deepest affliction to be that she had not time to pray . Her work , now that she had no- thing to expect from the milliner , could not be laid aside for a ...
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... tears dashed away , Old ocean greets us with his glistening spray , And while around the sullen waters roll Their solemn murmur pacifies the soul . O it is glorious to sojourn awhile Upon the trackless deep , to know its smile At summer ...
... tears dashed away , Old ocean greets us with his glistening spray , And while around the sullen waters roll Their solemn murmur pacifies the soul . O it is glorious to sojourn awhile Upon the trackless deep , to know its smile At summer ...
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... tear O'er Joy's dregged chalice or Ambition's bier , We seek the fount whose bright and fragrant shower Cooled our ... tears Baptize the soul and melt the frost of years . Benignant spirit ! still thy smile impart , Exalt the mind and ...
... tear O'er Joy's dregged chalice or Ambition's bier , We seek the fount whose bright and fragrant shower Cooled our ... tears Baptize the soul and melt the frost of years . Benignant spirit ! still thy smile impart , Exalt the mind and ...
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Adrienne American beauty beneath Bertha better blush Bobbinet brig bright brow Caledonia Capt carronades Catherine de Medicis character cheek child dark Daru daughter dear deep door dream English exclaimed eyes face Fanny father fear feeling fell fire flowers Frank Hunter gaze girl graceful GRAHAM'S MAGAZINE guns half hand handkerchief happy Hazleton heard heart Heaven HENRY WILLIAM HERBERT honor hope hour Indian Jones Julia knew lady Lake Erie Lida light lips live look marriage Mary ment mind Miss Monson morning mother Mount Wollaston N. P. WILLIS never Niagara night noble o'er once pale passed passion Perry pocket-handkerchief poor replied rose round scarcely seemed Serapis ship smile soul spirit stood sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought tion Tom Harrington truth turned vessels voice wife wild wind woman words young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 186 - Each, where his tasks or pleasures call, They pass, and heed each other not. There is who heeds, who holds them all, In his large love and boundless thought. These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream That rolls to its appointed end.
Página 222 - And Samuel said to Saul, why hast thou disquieted me, to bring me up ? And Saul answered, I am sore distressed ; for the Philistines make war against me, and GOD is departed from me, and answereth me no more, neither by prophets nor by dreams : therefore I have called thee, that thou mayest make known unto me what I shall do.
Página 222 - Behold, thine handmaid hath obeyed thy voice, and I have put my life in my hand, and have hearkened unto thy words which thou spakest unto me.
Página 286 - Look not mournfully into the past: it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present: it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future, without fear, and with a manly heart.
Página 246 - And the Lord said, If ye had faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye might say unto this sycamine tree, Be thou plucked up by the root, and be thou planted in the sea; and it should obey you.
Página 30 - But see, amid the mimic rout, A crawling shape intrude! A blood-red thing that writhes from out The scenic solitude! It writhes! - it writhes! - with mortal pangs The mimes become its food, And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued.
Página 288 - Thy Godlike crime was to be kind, To render with thy precepts less The sum of human wretchedness, And strengthen Man with his own mind...
Página 286 - Alas ! it is not till time, with reckless hand, has torn out half the leaves from the Book of Human Life, to light the fires of passion with, from day to day, that man begins to see that the leaves which remain are few in number, and to remember...
Página 288 - I have preserved even the measure ; that inexorable hexameter, in which, it must be confessed, the motions of the English Muse are not unlike those of a prisoner dancing to the music of his chains ; and perhaps, as Dr. Johnson said of the dancirtg dog, " the wonder is not that she should do it so well, but that she should do it at all.
Página 41 - ... recesses of swamps and morasses, rather than bow his haughty spirit to submission, and live dependent and despised in the ease and luxury of the settlements. With heroic qualities and bold achievements that would have graced a civilized warrior, and have rendered him the theme of the poet and the historian; he lived a wanderer and a fugitive in his native land, and went down, like a lonely bark foundering amid darkness and tempest— without a pitying eye to weep his fall, or a friendly hand...