Letters of Jonathan Oldstyle, gent. Biographical sketches. Captain James Lawrence. Lieutenant Burrows. Commodore Perry. Captain David Porter. Thomas Campbell. Washington allston. conversations with Talma. Margaret Miller Davidson. Reviews and miscellanices. Robert Treat Paine. Edwin C. Holland. Wheaton's history of the Northmen. Conquest of Granada. Letter to the editor of "The knickerbocker." Sleepy Hollow. National nomenclature. Desultory thoughts on criticism. Cummunipaw. Conspiracy of the cocked hats. Letter from Granada. The Catskill mountainsG. P. Putnam, 1866 |
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Seite 292 - WHEN I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.
Seite 72 - Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer cloud, Without our special wonder...
Seite 331 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.
Seite 412 - The heart of Boabdil, softened by misfortunes and overcharged with grief, could no longer contain itself. " Allah achbar! God is great!" said he; but the words of resignation died upon his lips, and he burst into a flood of tears. His mother, the intrepid sultana Ayxa la Horra, was indignant at his weakness. " You do well," said she, " to weep like a woman, for what you failed to defend like a man!
Seite 208 - A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream and solemn vision Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear; Till oft converse with heavenly habitants Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal.
Seite 331 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to meet again, We tore oursels asunder; But, Oh!
Seite 347 - The womb of Nature, and perhaps her grave. Of neither Sea, nor Shore, nor Air, nor Fire, But all these in their pregnant causes mixed Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain His dark materials to create more worlds— Into this wild Abyss the wary Fiend Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while, Pondering his voyage ; for no narrow frith He had to cross.
Seite 315 - Next to argument, his delight was in wild and daring sallies of sentiment, in the irregular and excentrick violence of wit. He delighted to tread upon the brink of meaning, where light and darkness begin to mingle ; to approach the precipice of absurdity, and hover over the abyss of unideal vacancy.
Seite 110 - I therefore directed those who could swim to jump overboard, and endeavour to gain the shore. Some reached it, some were taken by the enemy, and some perished in the attempt; but most preferred sharing with me the fate of the ship. We who remained, now turned our attention wholly to...
Seite 146 - I can bring my pen to do its office, 'tis a hundred to one but the vexations for which your advice would be wished, will have passed and gone. One of these subjects (and the most important) is the large picture I talked of soon beginning ; the prophet Daniel interpreting the hand-writing on the wall before Belshazzar. I have made a highly finished sketch of it, and I wished much to have your remarks on it.