The Living Authors of America: 1st serStringer and Townsend, 1850 - 365 Seiten |
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... existence of each , with as much logical readiness as the eye passes over the human frame , and at once detects a deficiency or superfluity of the limbs composing it . Some authors seem to consider that if they have a great or striking ...
... existence of each , with as much logical readiness as the eye passes over the human frame , and at once detects a deficiency or superfluity of the limbs composing it . Some authors seem to consider that if they have a great or striking ...
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... . The family likeness is too strong to admit of a doubt . As we have remarked before , this does not invariably ignore the existence of genius , it merely throws it out of its universality : we use 24 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
... . The family likeness is too strong to admit of a doubt . As we have remarked before , this does not invariably ignore the existence of genius , it merely throws it out of its universality : we use 24 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
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... existence that had been so much abused in its hour of allotted probation . " He will soon know his God , and learn that his God knows him ! ' murmured the cockswain to himself . As he yet spoke , the wreck of the Ariel yielded to an ...
... existence that had been so much abused in its hour of allotted probation . " He will soon know his God , and learn that his God knows him ! ' murmured the cockswain to himself . As he yet spoke , the wreck of the Ariel yielded to an ...
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... that we almost feel his existence to be a personal fact , the demonstration of which would be absurd . Much has been said by critics of the similarity between a novel and a comedy , and a romance and 42 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
... that we almost feel his existence to be a personal fact , the demonstration of which would be absurd . Much has been said by critics of the similarity between a novel and a comedy , and a romance and 42 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
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... existence of the chain . We remember Coleridge once illustrated this very happily by the first Olympiad , and established the point to the satis- faction of several distinguished critics . When another accuses a man of being ...
... existence of the chain . We remember Coleridge once illustrated this very happily by the first Olympiad , and established the point to the satis- faction of several distinguished critics . When another accuses a man of being ...
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Acadian admiration Alnwick Castle American Annabel Lee beauty beneath breath Bryant Byron Cachuca Carmelite character charm Coleridge consider Cooper critic Dana dark death dramatist dream earth elaborate elegant Emerson England English evidence expression fact fair feel force genius George Sand give gondola grave Halleck hand hath heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW human HYPOLITO intellect JARED SPARKS Kirkland lady land Leigh Hunt light lines living Longfellow look Margaret Fuller mind Miss Fuller monomania nation Natty Bumppo nature never o'er once opinion passion peculiar poem poet poet's poetical poetry Prescott present prose quote Ralph Waldo Emerson reader remarks romance scene seems Shakspeare singular smile soul sound spirit stanza style sure sweet thee things thou thought throw tion true truth verse voice Willis woman word Wordsworth writings
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Seite 127 - The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me Yes! that was the reason (as all men know. In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night. Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
Seite 114 - TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
Seite 208 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Seite 84 - And marked the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill, changeless brow...
Seite 129 - That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door; Darkness there and nothing more.
Seite 194 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower ; and now The arena swims around him : he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Seite 126 - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Seite 127 - For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
Seite 159 - The village smithy stands ; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Seite 128 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.