The North American Review, Volume 29

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Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, Henry Cabot Lodge, James Russell Lowell
O. Everett, 1829
Vols. 227-230, no. 2 include: Stuff and nonsense, v. 5-6, no. 8, Jan. 1929-Aug. 1930.

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Página 3 - I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Página 88 - The eye that mocketh at his father, and despiseth to obey his mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick it out, and the young eagles shall eat it.
Página 507 - Cassius is aweary of the world; Hated by one he loves; braved by his brother; Checked like a bondman; all his faults observed, Set in a note-book, learned and conned by rote, To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! — There is my dagger, And here my naked breast; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus...
Página 236 - Death of an Infant. — MRS. SIGOURNEY. DEATH found strange beauty on that cherub brow, And dashed it out. There was a tint of rose On cheek and lip ; — he touched the veins with ice, And the rose faded. Forth from those blue eyes There spake a wishful tenderness, — a doubt Whether to grieve or sleep, which innocence Alone can wear.
Página 58 - But the extempore speaker, who is to invent as well as to utter, to carry on an operation of the mind as well as to produce sound, enters upon the work without preparatory discipline, and then wonders that he fails!
Página 417 - And more than echoes talk along the walls. Here, as I watch'd the dying lamps around, From yonder shrine I heard a hollow sound. "Come, sister, come! (it said, or seem'd to say) Thy place is here, sad sister, come away; Once like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd, Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid : But all is calm in this eternal sleep ; Here Grief forgets to groan, and Love to weep, E'en Superstition loses every fear: For God, not man, absolves our frailties here.
Página 58 - ... it. If any one would sing, he attends a master, and is drilled in the very elementary principles, and only after the most laborious process, dares to exercise his voice in public. This he does, though he has scarce anything to learn but the mechanical execution of what lies, in sensible forms, before his eye.
Página 37 - There is an acre sown with royal seed, the copy of the greatest change from rich to naked, from ceiled roofs to arched coffins, from living like Gods to die like men.
Página 443 - I have attempted few alterations, and among those few, perhaps the greater part is from the modern to the ancient practice; and I hope I may be allowed to recommend to those, whose thoughts have been perhaps employed too anxiously on verbal singularities, not to disturb, upon narrow views, or for minute propriety, the orthography of their fathers. It has been asserted, that for the law to be known, is of more importance than to be right. ' Change,' says Hooker, ' is not made without inconvenience,...
Página 109 - Through fields of air; pursues the flying storm ; Rides on the volleyed lightning through the heavens; Or, yoked with whirlwinds and the northern blast, Sweeps the long tract of day.

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