The North American Review, Volume 20Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge O. Everett, 1825 - American fiction Vols. 227-230, no. 2 include: Stuff and nonsense, v. 5-6, no. 8, Jan. 1929-Aug. 1930. |
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... spirits of departed knights and maidens , who perform this funeral ceremony by moaning through the woods , and swelling the rivers with tears of regret for the loss of the reputation , which they ex- Nor does pected to receive from the ...
... spirits of departed knights and maidens , who perform this funeral ceremony by moaning through the woods , and swelling the rivers with tears of regret for the loss of the reputation , which they ex- Nor does pected to receive from the ...
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... spirit began to feel itself uneasy in the prison house of the British isles , and solitary in the crowded walks of Bond- street and Piccadilly . The greater part of Europe was closed against him by the continental system ; but a breach ...
... spirit began to feel itself uneasy in the prison house of the British isles , and solitary in the crowded walks of Bond- street and Piccadilly . The greater part of Europe was closed against him by the continental system ; but a breach ...
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... spirit ; he was now near Genoa living alone in the country with Leigh Hunt the Cockney , and then again at Venice , tempting the ocean with Shelley the athiest . What companions , occupations , and amusements for a man that might have ...
... spirit ; he was now near Genoa living alone in the country with Leigh Hunt the Cockney , and then again at Venice , tempting the ocean with Shelley the athiest . What companions , occupations , and amusements for a man that might have ...
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... spirits that crowd the walks of busy life , retreats from the exchange , turns with disgust from the strife of contending fac- tions , and retires within itself for happiness and peace . What then could such a man as Lord Byron do at ...
... spirits that crowd the walks of busy life , retreats from the exchange , turns with disgust from the strife of contending fac- tions , and retires within itself for happiness and peace . What then could such a man as Lord Byron do at ...
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... spirit of ferocious pride , that ruled within him , and infused into his angry bosom the sweet balm of benevolence and charity ; could have cleared his intellectual eye from the clouds that covered it , and raised up before him the ...
... spirit of ferocious pride , that ruled within him , and infused into his angry bosom the sweet balm of benevolence and charity ; could have cleared his intellectual eye from the clouds that covered it , and raised up before him the ...
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Page 32 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war: These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Page 41 - I see before me the Gladiator lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him! — He is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Page 32 - And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Page 29 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street: On with the dance! let joy be unconfined: No sleep till morn when youth and pleasure meet, To chase the glowing hours with flying feet. But hark that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm! arm! it is — it is the cannon's opening roar!
Page 29 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering
Page 29 - THERE was a sound of revelry by night ; And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry ; and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Page 30 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Page 31 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes ; By the deep sea, and music in its roar : I love not Man the less but nature more.
Page 32 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime...
Page 32 - Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.