 O that I could soar up into the very zenith, where man never breathed, nor eagle ever flew, and where the ethereal azure melts away from the eye, and appears only a deepened shade of nothingness ! And yet I shiver at that cold and solitary thought.  The Token: A Christmas and New Year's Present - Page 41edited by - 1831 - 350 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew - 1837 - 682 pages
...below, but heaven far, far beyond me still. O that I could soar up into the very zenith, where mane never breathed, nor eagle ever flew, and where the...cold and solitary thought. What clouds are gathering m the golden west, with direful intent against the brightness and the warmth of this summer afternoon... | |
 | Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1881 - 1078 pages
...on the eve of danger must ever be the pledge that New England's sons will vindicate their ancestry. SIGHTS FROM A. STEEPLE. So ! I have climbed high,...solitary thought. What clouds are gathering in the golden Avest, with direful intent against the brightness and the warmth of this summer afternoon! They are... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1882 - 558 pages
...with wearied knees, earth, indeed, at a dizzy depth below, but heaven far, far beyond me still. Oh that I could soar up into the very zenith, where man...shiver at that cold and solitary thought. What clouds arc gathering in the golden west, with direful intent against the brightness and the warmth of this... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1883 - 510 pages
...enough in mortal life to render foresight even partially available ? SIGHTS FROM A STEEPLE. So ! 1 have climbed high, and my reward is small. Here I...shiver at that cold and solitary thought. What clouds arc gathering in the golden west, with direful intent against the brightness and tho warmth of this... | |
 | Harriet B. Swineford - 1883 - 302 pages
...hotel at Plymouth over-night, he was found dead in his bed on the morning of May 19th. EXTRACTS. Oh that I could soar up into the very zenith, where man...eye and appears only a deepened shade of nothingness ! Sights from a Steeple. No fountain is so small but that heaven may be imaged in it] bosom. DANIEL'... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1915 - 390 pages
...there should still be regularity enough in mortal life to render foresight even partially available? SIGHTS FROM A STEEPLE So! I have climbed high, and...gathering in the golden west, with direful intent against th8 brightness and the warmth of this summer afternoon! Thej are ponderous air-ships, black as death,... | |
 | Nathaniel Hawthorne - 1982 - 1546 pages
...apothecary, and a new stock of drugs and medicines, made their appearance at the gilded Head of ^sculapius. Sights from a Steeple So! I have climbed high, and...solitary thought. What clouds are gathering in the golderrwest, with direful intent against the brightness and the warmth of this summer afternoon! They... | |
 | Robert S. Friedman - 2000 - 230 pages
...at a dizzy depth below, but heaven far, far beyond me still." He yearns for the "zenith ... [which] appears only a deepened shade of nothingness! And yet I shiver at that cold and solitary thought." The narrator responds to the combination of the storm clouds, "black as death, and freighted with the... | |
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