The Winter WreathNathaniel Parker Willis Leavitt and Allen, 1853 - 224 Seiten Verse and prose contributions, mainly by American authors. |
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... hour was near at hand ; she sighs Amid the timbrels , and the thronged resort Of whisperers , in anger or in sport ... hours , That he might gaze , and worship all unseen , Perchance speak , kneel , touch , kiss - in sooth such things ...
... hour was near at hand ; she sighs Amid the timbrels , and the thronged resort Of whisperers , in anger or in sport ... hours , That he might gaze , and worship all unseen , Perchance speak , kneel , touch , kiss - in sooth such things ...
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... hours of toil and quest →→ A famished pilgrim , saved by a miracle , Though I have found , I will not rob thy nest , Saving of thy sweet self ; if thou think'st well To trust , fair Madeline , to no rude infidel ! " With what a pretty ...
... hours of toil and quest →→ A famished pilgrim , saved by a miracle , Though I have found , I will not rob thy nest , Saving of thy sweet self ; if thou think'st well To trust , fair Madeline , to no rude infidel ! " With what a pretty ...
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... lips , With kisses fond and clinging . Oh , hour of fearful agony ! In vain my frenzied pleading ! Thy dear voice hushed , thy kind eye closed , My lonely grief unheeding ! Pale wert thou as the lily - buds , " 52 THE DREAM .
... lips , With kisses fond and clinging . Oh , hour of fearful agony ! In vain my frenzied pleading ! Thy dear voice hushed , thy kind eye closed , My lonely grief unheeding ! Pale wert thou as the lily - buds , " 52 THE DREAM .
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... hour . A glimpse will give you an idea of the gentleman in question . He was not much more than he looked to be - a compact , athletic young man of twenty - one , with clear , honest , blue eyes , brown face , where it was not shaded by ...
... hour . A glimpse will give you an idea of the gentleman in question . He was not much more than he looked to be - a compact , athletic young man of twenty - one , with clear , honest , blue eyes , brown face , where it was not shaded by ...
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... hour , they began to rake up , and she came to offer her promised assistance , and stoutly followed Eph . up and down several of the long swaths , till her face glowed under her sun - bonnet as it never had glowed with waltzing . Heated ...
... hour , they began to rake up , and she came to offer her promised assistance , and stoutly followed Eph . up and down several of the long swaths , till her face glowed under her sun - bonnet as it never had glowed with waltzing . Heated ...
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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.