American Literary Magazine, Bände 1-3J. G. Wells, 1847 |
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... deep , not a trace of the little bark or of the brave hearts it bore was seen again . The sanguine spirit of Raleigh was not discouraged by the sad fate of his brother . He remembered the accounts which he had heard in France of a ...
... deep , not a trace of the little bark or of the brave hearts it bore was seen again . The sanguine spirit of Raleigh was not discouraged by the sad fate of his brother . He remembered the accounts which he had heard in France of a ...
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... deep river be- tween two armies , effectually separates them for some time , while a retreating army between one and a powerful adversary , is almost sure to be ruined . Therefore , the great effort of Cornwallis was to overtake his ...
... deep river be- tween two armies , effectually separates them for some time , while a retreating army between one and a powerful adversary , is almost sure to be ruined . Therefore , the great effort of Cornwallis was to overtake his ...
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... deep hush was on every thing , broken only by the roar of the swollen waters , and not a living thing was to be seen on the shore . Twilight still rested on the forest , and the turbid foam - covered stream looked doubly appalling in ...
... deep hush was on every thing , broken only by the roar of the swollen waters , and not a living thing was to be seen on the shore . Twilight still rested on the forest , and the turbid foam - covered stream looked doubly appalling in ...
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... deep - laid plan was thwarted , every surprise disconcerted , and every sudden movement to crush it eluded by its tireless , sleepless leaders.- Often within musket - shot of the enemy's vanguard , the excited soldiers wished to return ...
... deep - laid plan was thwarted , every surprise disconcerted , and every sudden movement to crush it eluded by its tireless , sleepless leaders.- Often within musket - shot of the enemy's vanguard , the excited soldiers wished to return ...
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... deep broad river rolling between him and his foe . It was a bitter disappointment ; his baggage had all been destroyed in vain , and this terrible march of two hundred and fifty miles made , only to be retraced . But no pen can describe ...
... deep broad river rolling between him and his foe . It was a bitter disappointment ; his baggage had all been destroyed in vain , and this terrible march of two hundred and fifty miles made , only to be retraced . But no pen can describe ...
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Seite 273 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Seite 174 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill.
Seite 171 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Seite 57 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Seite 170 - Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies A tear some Dream has loosened from his brain." Lost Angel of a ruined Paradise ! She knew not 'twas her own; as with no stain She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain.
Seite 168 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn.
Seite 407 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word : And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Bach flower the dews have lightly wet. And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, « And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure, Which follows...
Seite 303 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care, No children run to lisp their sire's return Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Seite 170 - Oh weep for Adonais ! — The quick Dreams, The passion-winged ministers of thought, Who were his flocks, whom near the living streams Of his young spirit he fed, and whom he taught The love which was its music...
Seite 365 - ... I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember...