The Winter WreathNathaniel Parker Willis Leavitt and Allen, 1853 - 224 Seiten Verse and prose contributions, mainly by American authors. |
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... rose's bed , that a bee would choose to dream in . " And so wild and unmanageable was she - oh , it was shocking to proper people to look at her ! And then to hear her , too ! Why , she actually laughed aloud , Kitty Coleman did ! I say ...
... rose's bed , that a bee would choose to dream in . " And so wild and unmanageable was she - oh , it was shocking to proper people to look at her ! And then to hear her , too ! Why , she actually laughed aloud , Kitty Coleman did ! I say ...
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... rose and fell , as nothing but a bounding , throbbing , frightened heart , in the wildest tumult of excited feeling , could make it . And then ( poor Kitty must have been hurt , and needed support ) , an arm stole softly around her ...
... rose and fell , as nothing but a bounding , throbbing , frightened heart , in the wildest tumult of excited feeling , could make it . And then ( poor Kitty must have been hurt , and needed support ) , an arm stole softly around her ...
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... rose - bushes , insomuch that a shower of bright blossoms descended from them , and Harry turned a face , brim- ming over with joy , to the fragrant thicket , and shook down another fragile shower , in seeking out the cause of the ...
... rose - bushes , insomuch that a shower of bright blossoms descended from them , and Harry turned a face , brim- ming over with joy , to the fragrant thicket , and shook down another fragile shower , in seeking out the cause of the ...
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... rose , Flushing his brow ; and in his pained heart Made purple riot ; then doth he propose A stratagem , that makes the beldame start . " A cruel man , and impious thou art : Sweet lady ! let her pray , and sleep , and dream , Alone ...
... rose , Flushing his brow ; and in his pained heart Made purple riot ; then doth he propose A stratagem , that makes the beldame start . " A cruel man , and impious thou art : Sweet lady ! let her pray , and sleep , and dream , Alone ...
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... Rose , like a missioned spirit , unaware ; With silver taper's light , and pious care , She turned , and down the aged gossip led To a safe level matting . Now prepare , Young Porphyro , for gazing on that bed ; She comes , she comes ...
... Rose , like a missioned spirit , unaware ; With silver taper's light , and pious care , She turned , and down the aged gossip led To a safe level matting . Now prepare , Young Porphyro , for gazing on that bed ; She comes , she comes ...
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Adam Agatha Agnes Alice Astor House Battle of Hohenlinden beadsman beautiful Birch bless boat breath bright Cæsar called Camillo captain censer cheek child cold Cousin Cathcart Crawley dark dear delight door dream dress eyes face Farmer Bracely father feel flowers gentleman girl grace hair hand happy Harry Gay hath heard heart heaven hour HURST CASTLE Java sparrows Kitty Coleman laughed light lips listened live look Lucy ma'am Madeline Madonna Mary Howitt MATTESON miles Miss Hampson Miss Hinchliff Miss Pifflit morning mother N. P. WILLIS never night once Orangemen passed pedler piano Pikemen pity poor Porphyro quadrilles Quaker replied returned rich Robert Smith Rose scene Schenectady seemed silent smile soon soul Squire sweet tears thee thing thou thought tion told took turned walk Wharton wife window woman word young lady
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Seite 40 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Seite 32 - Ah, happy chance! the aged creature came, Shuffling along with ivory-headed wand, To where he stood, hid from the torch's flame, Behind a broad hall-pillar, far beyond The sound of merriment and chorus bland...
Seite 29 - The silver, snarling trumpets 'gan to chide: The level chambers, ready with their pride, Were glowing to receive a thousand guests: The carved angels, ever eager-eyed, Stared where upon their heads the cornice rests, With hair blown back, and wings put cross-wise on their breasts.
Seite 31 - Buttress'd from moonlight, stands he, and implores All saints to give him sight of Madeline, But for one moment in the tedious hours, That he might gaze and worship all unseen; Perchance speak, kneel, touch, kiss — in sooth such things have been.
Seite 30 - Of old romance. These let us wish away, And turn, sole-thoughted, to one Lady there, Whose heart had brooded, all that wintry day, On love, and winged St. Agnes' saintly care, As she had heard old dames full many times declare. They told her how, upon St. Agnes...
Seite 36 - For I am slow and feeble, and scarce dare On such a catering trust my dizzy head. Wait here, my child, with patience kneel in prayer The while : Ah ! thou must needs the lady wed, Or may I never leave my grave among the dead.
Seite 167 - That pavement, damp and cold, no smiling courtiers tread ; one silent woman stands, lifting with meagre hands, a dying head. No mingling voices sound — an infant wail alone; a sob suppressed — again that short deep gasp, and then the parting groan ! Oh ! change — oh, wondrous change ! burst are the prison bars ! This moment there, so low, so agonized ; — and now, beyond the stars ! Oh ! change — stupendous change ! There lies the soulless clod : — the sun eternal breaks — the new immortal...
Seite 38 - But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.
Seite 36 - Which was, to lead him, in close secrecy, Even to Madeline's chamber, and there hide Him in a closet, of such privacy...
Seite 43 - And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.