Southern Literary Messenger, Volume 17Jno. R. Thompson, 1851 |
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... dear Of the dead past , claiming the happy tear That still at sight of each will fondly roll ! Old friends ! No sycophants of yesterday , With smiles and protestations never done , Bright summer - flies , true " lovers of the sun " And ...
... dear Of the dead past , claiming the happy tear That still at sight of each will fondly roll ! Old friends ! No sycophants of yesterday , With smiles and protestations never done , Bright summer - flies , true " lovers of the sun " And ...
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... Dear reader , you have now before you the der - workers of the temples might have been nearly great principle of what people have so long called as much so , but these were got rid of by the easy the supernatural , but which is in ...
... Dear reader , you have now before you the der - workers of the temples might have been nearly great principle of what people have so long called as much so , but these were got rid of by the easy the supernatural , but which is in ...
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... dear son thee art dead ! Though st with the distinctness of the dream , Mr. Wil • attached no importance to it , till , to his surp a letter arrived from his father , addressed to self , if alive - or , if not , to his surviving frien ...
... dear son thee art dead ! Though st with the distinctness of the dream , Mr. Wil • attached no importance to it , till , to his surp a letter arrived from his father , addressed to self , if alive - or , if not , to his surviving frien ...
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... dear image more constantly and more vividly present to my mind , thau it had been during the two last years of my busy and enterprising life . The renewed habit of meditating on this dear lost one , gave a strange susceptibility to my ...
... dear image more constantly and more vividly present to my mind , thau it had been during the two last years of my busy and enterprising life . The renewed habit of meditating on this dear lost one , gave a strange susceptibility to my ...
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... dear to him , And the midnight lamp grew dull and pale , And the lettered page grew dim . He closed the volume , and sought his rest , With a mind and heart on flame , The Poet was poor , and his couch was mean , But he dreamed that ...
... dear to him , And the midnight lamp grew dull and pale , And the lettered page grew dim . He closed the volume , and sought his rest , With a mind and heart on flame , The Poet was poor , and his couch was mean , But he dreamed that ...
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Página 278 - The wisdom of a learned man cometh by opportunity of leisure: and he that hath little business shall become wise. How can he get wisdom that holdeth the plough, and that glorieth in the goad, that driveth oxen, and is occupied in their labours, and whose talk is of bullocks?
Página 189 - Lives of the Queens of Scotland, and English Princesses connected with the Regal Succession of Great Britain. By AGNES STRICKLAND.
Página 354 - Ask of me, and I will give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.
Página 253 - Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon. Lady M. Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou...
Página 22 - I am a stranger and a sojourner with you : give me a possession of a buryingplace with you, that I may bury my dead out of my sight.
Página 378 - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the landscape round it measures ; Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim, with daisies pied ; Shallow brooks, and rivers wide ; Towers and battlements it sees Bosomed high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
Página 280 - If ancient fabrics nod and threat to fall, To patch the flaws and buttress up the wall Thus far 'tis duty; but here fix the mark, For all beyond it is to touch our Ark.
Página 208 - I walked up very near, and, as he was in the act of charging (being in those days under wrong impressions as to the impracticability of bringing down an elephant with a shot in the forehead), stood coolly in his path until he was within fifteen paces of me, and let drive at the hollow of his forehead, in the vain expectation that by so doing I should end his career. The shot only served to increase his fury — an effect which, I had remarked, shots in the head invariably produced ; and, continuing...
Página 171 - On the southern suburb, the houses looking out upon the country showed, by their splintered wood-work, and walls battered to the foundation, that they had lately been the mark of a destructive cannonade. And in and around the splendid Temple, which had been the chief object of my admiration, armed men were barracked, surrounded by their stacks of musketry and pieces of heavy ordnance. These challenged me to render an account of myself, and...
Página 391 - ... the approach of evening brings with it an aching sense of loneliness and desolation which comes down upon the spirit like darkness upon the earth. In this mood his best impulses become a snare to him, and he is led astray because he is social, affectionate, sympathetic and warmhearted.