The Atlantic Club-book: Being Sketches in Prose and Verse, Band 2Harper and brothers, 1834 |
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... door which led to an inner apartment , and sur- rounded by the mercenaries , all jabbering together their vehement and incoherent menaces . As yet , no blow had been struck ; but it was evident , from the violence of their gestures ...
... door which led to an inner apartment , and sur- rounded by the mercenaries , all jabbering together their vehement and incoherent menaces . As yet , no blow had been struck ; but it was evident , from the violence of their gestures ...
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... door he had once beheld a female figure sit- ting in the narrow apartment . A fresh , fair wind , and a short passage , allowed less time for gossip of this sort than there would otherwise have been ; and the demeanor of Charles , too ...
... door he had once beheld a female figure sit- ting in the narrow apartment . A fresh , fair wind , and a short passage , allowed less time for gossip of this sort than there would otherwise have been ; and the demeanor of Charles , too ...
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... door , Their holy lessons conning o'er ? - The sabbath bell . The chastened spirit worn with care , That scarce can lift its burdened prayer Above the host of ills that thrust Its broken pinion down to dust , That loves the path where ...
... door , Their holy lessons conning o'er ? - The sabbath bell . The chastened spirit worn with care , That scarce can lift its burdened prayer Above the host of ills that thrust Its broken pinion down to dust , That loves the path where ...
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... door , Balked are the courts , and contest is no more ; Despairing quacks with curses fled the place , And vile attorneys , now a useless race . " " Sir ? " ejaculated I , not very well pleased with this last slash at my beloved ...
... door , Balked are the courts , and contest is no more ; Despairing quacks with curses fled the place , And vile attorneys , now a useless race . " " Sir ? " ejaculated I , not very well pleased with this last slash at my beloved ...
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... doors and dungeons , unexpected assassi- nations , and resurrections more unexpected still . " My undertaking seemed very easy at first , but I soon found myself bewildered amid difficulties seriously alarming . At one time I brought a ...
... doors and dungeons , unexpected assassi- nations , and resurrections more unexpected still . " My undertaking seemed very easy at first , but I soon found myself bewildered amid difficulties seriously alarming . At one time I brought a ...
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afore aint beauty beneath boat bosom breath breeze brig brigantine brow Charles choly clouds cried dark deck devil door dream Duck Dunlavin Evans eyes fair fancy fear feel Fifa Fish FITZ-GREENE HALLECK forecastle gaze give glance Gracy hand head heart heaven honor horse hour Johnny Johnny Evans Julia Julia Smith laugh legs light lips look Mat Dolan melan ment mind morning Napoleon Bonaparte nature never New-York night o'er ocean once passed Peter Crane poet poor portmanteaus Pot Pie Palmer Potts quadrupeds R-ds racter replied rest roar round sail SAMUEL WOODWORTH scene schooner ship sleep smile soon spirit spring stood summer supercargo sure sweet thee thing thou thought Tibbs tion turn TYRONE POWER vessel voice walk watch wild WILLIAM COX WILLIAM LEGGETT wind wonder yankee young
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Seite 229 - COME, gentle Spring, ethereal mildness, come ; And from the bosom of yon dropping cloud, "While music wakes around, veil'd in a shower Of shadowing roses, on our plains descend.
Seite 96 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Seite 233 - I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Seite 249 - Thou hast a few names even in Sardis which have not defiled their garments; and they shall walk with me in white: for they are worthy.
Seite 196 - Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see them reflected from looks that we love.
Seite 244 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, — They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.
Seite 66 - Who hung with woods yon mountain's sultry brow ? From the dry rock who bade the waters flow ? Not to the skies in useless columns tost, Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring through the plain, Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that Heaven-directed spire to rise ? " The Man of Ross,
Seite 238 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
Seite 221 - This darling flower, this early child of spring, " that comes before the swallow dares, and takes the winds of March with beauty,
Seite 61 - The young who labour, and the old who rest. Is any sick ? the Man of Ross relieves, Prescribes, attends, the medicine makes and gives.