The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Volume 1Carson Stewart & Company, 1885 - Literature |
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... half covered with moss , which has likewise tinted the reverend old building . Small birds have built their nests among the cornices and fissures of the walls and keep up a continual flutter and chirping , and rooks are sailing and ...
... half covered with moss , which has likewise tinted the reverend old building . Small birds have built their nests among the cornices and fissures of the walls and keep up a continual flutter and chirping , and rooks are sailing and ...
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... half - opened doors , while from the gallery the fair daughters of the knight leaned gracefully forward , eyeing the youthful pris- oner with that pity " that dwells in woman- hood . " Who would have thought that this poor varlet thus ...
... half - opened doors , while from the gallery the fair daughters of the knight leaned gracefully forward , eyeing the youthful pris- oner with that pity " that dwells in woman- hood . " Who would have thought that this poor varlet thus ...
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... half had passed on every day of public wor- ship ; the freemen to every town - meeting ; and lately the patriot members of the pro- vincial Congress twice a day to their little senate - house . Near that spot Winthrop , the father of ...
... half had passed on every day of public wor- ship ; the freemen to every town - meeting ; and lately the patriot members of the pro- vincial Congress twice a day to their little senate - house . Near that spot Winthrop , the father of ...
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... half an hour , showed by marches and counter- marches his uncertainty of purpose . At last , about noon , he left the town to retreat the way he came along the crooked and hilly road that wound through forests and thickets . The minute ...
... half an hour , showed by marches and counter- marches his uncertainty of purpose . At last , about noon , he left the town to retreat the way he came along the crooked and hilly road that wound through forests and thickets . The minute ...
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... half an hour , renewed the retreat . The light infantry marched in front , the grenadiers next , while the First Brigade , which now furnished the very strong flanking- parties , brought up the rear . They were exposed to a fire on each ...
... half an hour , renewed the retreat . The light infantry marched in front , the grenadiers next , while the First Brigade , which now furnished the very strong flanking- parties , brought up the rear . They were exposed to a fire on each ...
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Popular passages
Page 172 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist. And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist, — A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles rain.
Page 13 - Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs, On chalked flowers that lies. And winking mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes; With every thing that pretty bin, My lady sweet arise!
Page 217 - Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range, Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
Page 216 - Yet I doubt not through the ages one increasing purpose runs, And the thoughts of men are widened with the process of the suns.
Page 127 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Page 344 - Such a spirit is Liberty. At times she takes the form of a hateful reptile. She grovels, she hisses, she stings. But woe to those who in disgust shall venture to crush her! And happy are those who, having dared to receive her in her degraded and frightful shape, shall at length be rewarded by her in the time of her beauty and her glory!
Page 291 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck once red with heroes...
Page 216 - Or to burst all links of habit — there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day.
Page 399 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand...
Page 215 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new ; That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...