The American Literary Magazine, Volumes 1-2J. G. Wells, 1848 |
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... look out with the stout - hearted Drake from his ship , as the hostile fleet heaves in sight , and our hearts beat to his words , " we have the enemy of Spain before us , and mind by the grace of God to wrestle a fall with them . " And ...
... look out with the stout - hearted Drake from his ship , as the hostile fleet heaves in sight , and our hearts beat to his words , " we have the enemy of Spain before us , and mind by the grace of God to wrestle a fall with them . " And ...
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... look , says Hume , as " the foundation of that violent animosity , which after- wards existed and continued with such bitter results between these two commanders . " During the rest of Elizabeth's reign , we find Raleigh sometimes in ...
... look , says Hume , as " the foundation of that violent animosity , which after- wards existed and continued with such bitter results between these two commanders . " During the rest of Elizabeth's reign , we find Raleigh sometimes in ...
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... look ! and there behold A sight too glorious for a mortal : - Each mighty arch was backward rolled , And open HEAVEN's eternal portal . What majesty I there beheld , Unveiled to my adoring wonder- What heavenly music clearer swelled ...
... look ! and there behold A sight too glorious for a mortal : - Each mighty arch was backward rolled , And open HEAVEN's eternal portal . What majesty I there beheld , Unveiled to my adoring wonder- What heavenly music clearer swelled ...
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... its dungeon walls . " This is not true . Look at the slave , the timid crouching slave ; why does he not break his bonds ? Is it because they are too strong • Carlyle . for him ; or has the long habit of bodily 52 [ July , OUR COUNTRY .
... its dungeon walls . " This is not true . Look at the slave , the timid crouching slave ; why does he not break his bonds ? Is it because they are too strong • Carlyle . for him ; or has the long habit of bodily 52 [ July , OUR COUNTRY .
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... look upon it as certain . As soon as I am settled there I shall think best to marry one of the Miss - know they say I am in love already , so that this matter is in some forward- ness , ) - this will doubtless produce such a coalition ...
... look upon it as certain . As soon as I am settled there I shall think best to marry one of the Miss - know they say I am in love already , so that this matter is in some forward- ness , ) - this will doubtless produce such a coalition ...
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Page 12 - I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I have committed to Him against that day.
Page 257 - 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.
Page 258 - Yet was there one thro' whom I loved her, one Not learned, save in gracious household ways, Not perfect, nay, but full of tender wants, No Angel, but a dearer being, all dipt In Angel instincts, breathing Paradise, Interpreter between the Gods and men, Who...
Page 61 - 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.
Page 367 - 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, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Page 150 - Oft in the barns they climbed to the populous nests on the rafters, Seeking with eager eyes that wondrous stone, which the swallow Brings from the shore of the sea to restore the sight of its fledglings ; Lucky was he who found that stone in the nest of the swallow ! Thus passed a few swift years, and they no longer were children.
Page 158 - Still stands the forest primeval ; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping. Under the humble walls of the little Catholic churchyard, In the heart of the city, they lie, unknown and unnoticed. Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them, Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs are at rest and...
Page 150 - Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics.
Page 206 - The other shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint or limb...
Page 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. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!