Southern Literary Messenger, Volume 5; Volume 26Jno. R. Thompson, 1858 |
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... voice The King of Heaven addressed . " Oh ! mighty Jove , " If I this fate deserve , why linger now " Thy thunderbolts ? If Fate has long decreed " That I by fire must perish , let it come " From thy great hand . Scarce can my parching ...
... voice The King of Heaven addressed . " Oh ! mighty Jove , " If I this fate deserve , why linger now " Thy thunderbolts ? If Fate has long decreed " That I by fire must perish , let it come " From thy great hand . Scarce can my parching ...
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... voice of the people , and think it our duty to make this public declaration of our high respect for your distinguished mer- it . " And again , " We have the fullest confidence in your abilities and in the rectitude of your views ; and ...
... voice of the people , and think it our duty to make this public declaration of our high respect for your distinguished mer- it . " And again , " We have the fullest confidence in your abilities and in the rectitude of your views ; and ...
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... voice ; I suppose that Dr. Bailey has told you all , and that it is as super- perfluous as it would be painful for me to repeat it . " “ Yes , it is very , very dreadful ! " “ Only dreadful , Isabel ? " he cxclaim- ed , starting up and ...
... voice ; I suppose that Dr. Bailey has told you all , and that it is as super- perfluous as it would be painful for me to repeat it . " “ Yes , it is very , very dreadful ! " “ Only dreadful , Isabel ? " he cxclaim- ed , starting up and ...
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... voice he could detect a scarcely dis- guised desire to be in the sunshine once more , and freed from his querulous ... Voices around may whisper of unworthiness , the stronger is the tie ; misfortunes may come , poverty , sickness ...
... voice he could detect a scarcely dis- guised desire to be in the sunshine once more , and freed from his querulous ... Voices around may whisper of unworthiness , the stronger is the tie ; misfortunes may come , poverty , sickness ...
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... voice trembled and faltered , " while a third , who might have spared me such words and have been at least silent , whispered to a friend that though the light of my eyes had departed , I had not lost my fortune ! If you can convert ...
... voice trembled and faltered , " while a third , who might have spared me such words and have been at least silent , whispered to a friend that though the light of my eyes had departed , I had not lost my fortune ! If you can convert ...
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Page 338 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Page 277 - Alas ! the love of women ! it is known To be a lovely and a fearful thing ; For all of theirs upon that die is thrown, And if 'tis lost, life hath no more to bring To them but mockeries of the past alone...
Page 467 - Still charging on the guns which swept The slippery streets of Monterey. The foe himself recoiled aghast, When, striking where he strongest lay, We swooped his flanking batteries past, And, braving full their murderous blast, Stormed home the towers of Monterey.
Page 468 - The slippery streets of Monterey. The foe himself recoiled aghast, When, striking where he strongest lay, We swooped his flanking batteries past, And, braving full their murderous blast, Stormed home the towers of Monterey. Our banners on those turrets wave, And there our evening bugles play ; Where orange boughs above their grave, Keep green the memory of the brave Who fought and fell at Monterey.
Page 156 - And is there nothing yet unsaid Before the change appears? Remember, all their gifts have fled With those dissolving years!" Why, yes ; for memory would recall My fond paternal joys; I could not bear to leave them all; I'll take— my girl— and — boys...
Page 338 - And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Page 467 - WE were not many — we who stood Before the iron sleet that day; Yet many a gallant spirit would Give half his years if he but could Have been with us at Monterey. Now here, now there, the shot it hailed In deadly drifts of fiery spray, Yet not a single soldier quailed When wounded comrades round them wailed Their dying shout at Monterey. And on, still on, our column kept, Through walls of flame, its withering way...
Page 156 - The angel took a sapphire pen And wrote in rainbow dew, The man would be a boy again, And be a husband too ! " And is there nothing yet unsaid, Before the change appears? Remember, all their gifts have fled With those dissolving years.
Page 57 - Yet if, as holiest men have deem'd, there be A land of souls beyond that sable shore, To shame the doctrine of the Sadducee And sophists, madly vain of dubious lore ; How sweet it were in concert to adore With those who made our mortal labours light ! To hear each voice we fear'd to hear no more ! Behold each mighty shade reveal'd to sight, The Bactrian, Samian sage, and all who taught the right ! IX.
Page 444 - WHEN some beloved voice that was to you Both sound and sweetness, faileth suddenly, And silence against which you dare not cry, Aches round you like a strong disease and new — What hope ? what help ? what music will undo That silence to your sense?