The Port Folio

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Editor and Asbury Dickens, 1825 - Philadelphia (Pa.)

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Page 134 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent ; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope ; to pine with fear and sorrow ; To have thy Prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Page 134 - ASK me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day, For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair.
Page 135 - Since ghost there is none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber ; What though the moon does slumber? The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number. Then, Julia, let me woo thee, Thus, thus to come unto me ; And when I shall meet Thy silvery feet, My soul I'll pour into thee.
Page 134 - To have thy asking, yet wait many years ; To fret thy soul with crosses and with cares ; To eat thy heart through comfortless despairs ; To fawn, to crouch, to wait, to ride, to run, To spend, to give, to want, to be undone.
Page 135 - Her eyes the glowworm lend thee, The shooting stars attend thee, And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee. No...
Page 52 - They will be variously criticised : you will defend them ; you will abuse those that have attacked you ; expostulations, discussions, letters, possibly challenges, will go forward ; you will shun your brethren, they will shun you. In the mean time, gentlemen will avoid your friendship, for fear of being engaged in your quarrels ; you will fall into distresses which will only aggravate your disposition for farther quarrels ; you will be obliged for maintenance to do any thing for any body ; your very...
Page 21 - The country rings around with loud alarms, And raw in fields the rude militia swarms; Mouths without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence ; Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand...
Page 163 - I've been wand'ring away — To see thus around me my youth's early friends, As smiling and kind as in that happy day? Though haply o'er some of your brows, as o'er mine, The snow-fall of time may be stealing — what then? Like Alps in the sunset, thus lighted by wine, We'll wear the gay tinge of youth's roses again.
Page 23 - My life is like the autumn leaf, That trembles in the moon's pale ray, Its hold is frail — its date is brief, Restless — and soon to pass away!
Page 123 - Bequeath'd—a heritage of heart and hand, And proud distinction from each other land, Whose sons must bow them at a monarch's motion, .As if his senseless sceptre were a wand Full of the magic of exploded science— Still one great clime, in full and free defiance, Yet rears her crest, unconquer'd and sublime, Above the far Atlantic...

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