The Republic: A Monthly Magazine of American Literature, Politics & Art, Volume 1-21851 |
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... face she gazed , He was afraid to die ! She paused , how many feelings rushed Fast through her throbbing brain , Until once more the bright tears gushed Over her cheek like rain . ' Twas but a moment ! one last sigh That life's sweet ...
... face she gazed , He was afraid to die ! She paused , how many feelings rushed Fast through her throbbing brain , Until once more the bright tears gushed Over her cheek like rain . ' Twas but a moment ! one last sigh That life's sweet ...
Halaman 34
... face , and looking over his shoulder , in a tone that showed that he was afraid he might have gone too far , enquired- " Massa bobalishioner ? " " Oh no , Ebony , never fear , we are no aboli- tionists . " " Taut so - Cuffe ' taut so ...
... face , and looking over his shoulder , in a tone that showed that he was afraid he might have gone too far , enquired- " Massa bobalishioner ? " " Oh no , Ebony , never fear , we are no aboli- tionists . " " Taut so - Cuffe ' taut so ...
Halaman 49
... face and the dark brilliant eye which had so charm- ed him the preceding evening . He ventured to inquire , though with a slight tinge of color and rather hesitating voice , of Cornelia , whe- " No great favor to any one , I imagine ...
... face and the dark brilliant eye which had so charm- ed him the preceding evening . He ventured to inquire , though with a slight tinge of color and rather hesitating voice , of Cornelia , whe- " No great favor to any one , I imagine ...
Halaman 50
... face . " 52 he might be assured she was the character de-. day as this , to descend from her airy flight to be agreeable to you poor mortals ; and not indisposed either , if we may judge by her thorough contempt for storms and tempests ...
... face . " 52 he might be assured she was the character de-. day as this , to descend from her airy flight to be agreeable to you poor mortals ; and not indisposed either , if we may judge by her thorough contempt for storms and tempests ...
Halaman 51
... face . " My friend Miss Stanbrook sometimes makes re- marks that bring back painful remembrances , though she may not have intended it . But her observation upon reading , reminds me of an incident which occurred last evening , and some ...
... face . " My friend Miss Stanbrook sometimes makes re- marks that bring back painful remembrances , though she may not have intended it . But her observation upon reading , reminds me of an incident which occurred last evening , and some ...
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Halaman 109 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Halaman 77 - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven.
Halaman 107 - Try not the pass!" the old man said; "Dark lowers the tempest overhead, The roaring torrent is deep and wide!" And loud that clarion voice replied, Excelsior ! "O stay," the maiden said, "and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!
Halaman 218 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.
Halaman 107 - Good-night, A voice replied, far up the height, Excelsior ! At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air Excelsior ! A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device Excelsior ! There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star, Excelsior...
Halaman 118 - The Pauper's Deathbed. Tread softly — bow the head — In reverent silence bow — No passing bell doth toll — Yet an immortal soul Is passing now. Stranger! however great, With lowly reverence bow ; There's one in that poor shed One by that paltry bed — Greater than thou.
Halaman 78 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Halaman 77 - COLUMBIA, Columbia, to glory arise, The queen of the world, and the child of the skies! Thy genius commands thee ; with rapture behold, While ages on ages thy splendors unfold. Thy reign is the last and the noblest of time, Most fruitful thy soil, most inviting thy clime; Let the crimes of the East ne'er encrimson thy name, Be freedom and science and virtue thy fame.
Halaman 153 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Halaman 216 - I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 Solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech; I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see; They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.