Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and Critical Notices of Authors, and Selections from Their Writings, from the Earliest Period to the Present Day, with Portraits, Autographs, and Other Illustrations, Volume 2Charles Scribner, 1856 - American literature |
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... round , Watch'd her quick step and lightsome bound . Wherever in the dance she turn'd , He turn'd his eye , and that eye burn'd With such fierce spleen , that , sooth to say , It made the gazer turn away . Who was the damsel passing ...
... round , Watch'd her quick step and lightsome bound . Wherever in the dance she turn'd , He turn'd his eye , and that eye burn'd With such fierce spleen , that , sooth to say , It made the gazer turn away . Who was the damsel passing ...
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... round a pale expressive countenance . Everything about him bespoke the man of intel- lect and refinement . His conversation was copious , animated , and highly graphic ; warmed by a ge- nial sensibility and benevolence , and enlivened ...
... round a pale expressive countenance . Everything about him bespoke the man of intel- lect and refinement . His conversation was copious , animated , and highly graphic ; warmed by a ge- nial sensibility and benevolence , and enlivened ...
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... Round our coast ; - While the manners , while the arts , That mould a nation's soul , Still cling around our hearts , - Between let Ocean roll , Our joint communion breaking with the Sun : Yet still from either beach The voice of blood ...
... Round our coast ; - While the manners , while the arts , That mould a nation's soul , Still cling around our hearts , - Between let Ocean roll , Our joint communion breaking with the Sun : Yet still from either beach The voice of blood ...
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... round , while I am fann'd By gales unearthly . Ay , they hover near-— Patriots and Heroes - the august and great- The founders of a young and mighty state , Whose grandeur who shall tell ? With holy fear , While tears unbidden my dim ...
... round , while I am fann'd By gales unearthly . Ay , they hover near-— Patriots and Heroes - the august and great- The founders of a young and mighty state , Whose grandeur who shall tell ? With holy fear , While tears unbidden my dim ...
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... round each head ! They seemed , just entering hand in hand , To cautious tread this fairy land ; To take a timid hasty view , Enchanted with a scene so new . The modest blush , untaught by art , Bespoke their purity of heart ; And every ...
... round each head ! They seemed , just entering hand in hand , To cautious tread this fairy land ; To take a timid hasty view , Enchanted with a scene so new . The modest blush , untaught by art , Bespoke their purity of heart ; And every ...
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Page 186 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Page 366 - Out from the heart of nature rolled The burdens of the Bible old; The litanies of nations came, Like the volcano's tongue of flame, Up from the burning core below, — The canticles of love and woe...
Page 187 - And now when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home, When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
Page 341 - I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon; To whom the better elements And kindly stars have given A form so fair, that, like the air, 'Tis less of earth than heaven.
Page 186 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly seen against the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 367 - The word unto the prophet spoken Was writ on tables yet unbroken; The word by seers or sibyls told, In groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost.
Page 186 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Page 187 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Page 210 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power : In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror...
Page 33 - Every year of its duration has teemed with fresh proofs of its utility and its blessings; and, although our territory has stretched out wider and wider, and our population spread farther and farther, they have not outrun its protection or its benefits. It has been to us all a copious fountain of national, social, and personal happiness.