American Literature Through Illustrative ReadingsC. Scribner's sons, 1915 - 463 Seiten |
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... beauty by his works we know ; Sure he is goodness , wisdom , glory , light , That hath this underworld so richly dight : More Heaven than Earth was here , no winter and no night . Then on a stately oak I cast mine eye , Whose ruffling ...
... beauty by his works we know ; Sure he is goodness , wisdom , glory , light , That hath this underworld so richly dight : More Heaven than Earth was here , no winter and no night . Then on a stately oak I cast mine eye , Whose ruffling ...
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... Beauty , there was wine . All these and security were within . Without was the " Red Death . " It was toward the close of the fifth or sixth month of his seclusion , and while the pestilence raged most furiously abroad that the Prince ...
... Beauty , there was wine . All these and security were within . Without was the " Red Death . " It was toward the close of the fifth or sixth month of his seclusion , and while the pestilence raged most furiously abroad that the Prince ...
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... beauty Which we worship in a star . Therefore thou art not wrong , Israfeli , who despisest An unimpassioned song ; To thee the laurels belong , Best bard , because the wisest : Merrily live , and long ! The ecstasies above With thy ...
... beauty Which we worship in a star . Therefore thou art not wrong , Israfeli , who despisest An unimpassioned song ; To thee the laurels belong , Best bard , because the wisest : Merrily live , and long ! The ecstasies above With thy ...
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... beauty stood , Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven , as falls the plague on men , And the brightness of their smile was gone , from upland , glade , and glen . And now , when comes the calm mild day , as still such days will ...
... beauty stood , Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven , as falls the plague on men , And the brightness of their smile was gone , from upland , glade , and glen . And now , when comes the calm mild day , as still such days will ...
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... beauty or revelry sips . And now , far removed from the loved habitation , The tear of regret will intrusively swell , As fancy reverts to my father's plantation , And sighs for the bucket that hangs in the well— The old oaken bucket ...
... beauty or revelry sips . And now , far removed from the loved habitation , The tear of regret will intrusively swell , As fancy reverts to my father's plantation , And sighs for the bucket that hangs in the well— The old oaken bucket ...
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American arms asked aunt beauty blood born Brander Matthews brave breath called captain Charles Brockden Brown Chingachgook cried Dacotahs dark death Dixie Doodang door earth England English eyes face father feel flowers frog hand hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha Indian Israfel Jill John Joseph Rodman Drake land laughing liberty light literary literature living look Marse Chan marshes of Glynn mind morning mother mountain Nathan Hale nation never night o'er peace poems poet Potiphar round seemed short story side sing slavery smile song soul sound Specimen Days spirit star-spangled banner stood sweet tell thee thing thou thought tion Toussaint L'Ouverture turned Union voice Washington wild words writers writs of assistance young youth
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Seite 93 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Seite 32 - Sir, we are not weak, if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.
Seite 178 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Seite 178 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Seite 33 - But there is no peace! The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field ! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? ' Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take; but as for me — give me liberty, or give me death!
Seite 241 - The progress of our arms, upon which all else chiefly depends, is as well known to the public as to myself; and it is, I trust, reasonably satisfactory and encouraging to all. With high hope for the future, no prediction in regard to it is ventured. On the occasion corresponding to this four years ago, all thoughts were anxiously directed to an impending civil war.
Seite 29 - In offering to you, my countrymen, these counsels of an old and affectionate friend, I dare not hope they will make the strong and lasting impression I could wish ; that they will control the usual current of the passions, or prevent our nation from running the course which has hitherto marked the destiny of nations.
Seite 291 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword. His truth is marching on.
Seite 103 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home ! A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home ! home ! sweet home ! There's no place like home.
Seite 101 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave ; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.