American LiteratureScott, Foresman, 1901 - 364 pages |
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... moral and intellectual life of our ancestors has left us a heritage aesthetically barren . Charles Johnston , in the Atlantic Monthly , July , 1899 . Our colonial and national There have been religious Still , 121 AMERICAN LITERATURE PART ...
... moral and intellectual life of our ancestors has left us a heritage aesthetically barren . Charles Johnston , in the Atlantic Monthly , July , 1899 . Our colonial and national There have been religious Still , 121 AMERICAN LITERATURE PART ...
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... moral purpose , everywhere apparent yet never morbid or offensive . The work was frankly intended for the instruction of Franklin's son , and it was a most happy accident that so incalculably widened its office . Boys are no longer in ...
... moral purpose , everywhere apparent yet never morbid or offensive . The work was frankly intended for the instruction of Franklin's son , and it was a most happy accident that so incalculably widened its office . Boys are no longer in ...
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... morality only , and he did this best in plain , unvarnished prose . We can see his limitation clearly enough , —not exactly that he was no visionary , but that he was blind on the side of enthusiasm and idealization , that his eyes were ...
... morality only , and he did this best in plain , unvarnished prose . We can see his limitation clearly enough , —not exactly that he was no visionary , but that he was blind on the side of enthusiasm and idealization , that his eyes were ...
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... moral and domestic virtues , and faithful pictures of New Eng . land homestead life in the days when the Mohawk was still a menace to the white man's security . A more important figure than either of the preceding was James Kirke ...
... moral and domestic virtues , and faithful pictures of New Eng . land homestead life in the days when the Mohawk was still a menace to the white man's security . A more important figure than either of the preceding was James Kirke ...
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... moral of a story in its title ) was published in the fall of 1820. It was a conventional story of English society , and readers were allowed to believe that the author was an Englishman . But it found few readers . That it should have ...
... moral of a story in its title ) was published in the fall of 1820. It was a conventional story of English society , and readers were allowed to believe that the author was an Englishman . But it found few readers . That it should have ...
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Page 211 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
Page 256 - I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things...
Page 152 - By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On this green bank, by this soft stream, We set to-day a votive stone; That memory may their deed redeem, When...
Page 212 - Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne, — Yet that scaffold sways the future, and, behind the dim unknown, Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own.
Page 97 - So live, that, when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Page 89 - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.
Page 91 - Thinks of thy fate and checks her tears. And she, the mother of thy boys. Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak, The memory of her buried Joys, And even she who gave thee birth, Will by their pilgrim-circled hearth Talk of thy doom without a sigh: For thou art freedom's now and fame's, One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die.
Page 154 - Our day of dependence, our long apprenticeship to the learning of other lands, draws to a close. The millions that around us are rushing into life cannot always be fed on the sere remains of foreign harvests. Events, actions arise, that must be sung, that will sing themselves.
Page 154 - I see the spectacle of morning from the hilltop over against my house, from daybreak to sunrise, with emotions which an angel might share. The long slender bars of cloud float like fishes in the sea of crimson light. From the earth, as a shore, I look out into that silent sea. I seem to partake its rapid transformations; the active enchantment reaches my dust, and I dilate and conspire with the morning wind. How does Nature deify us with a few and cheap elements! Give me health and a day, and I will...
Page 161 - Wilt thou not ope thy heart to know What rainbows teach, and sunsets show? Verdict which accumulates From lengthening scroll of human fates, Voice of earth to earth returned, Prayers of saints that inly burned, — Saying, What is excellent, As God lives, is permanent ; Hearts are dust, hearts' loves remain, Heart's love will meet thee again.