Famous American AuthorsT. Y. Crowell & Company, 1887 - 398 oldal |
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... soon resigning , all the labor came on Mr. Emerson . His sermons were clear and eloquent . He was liked not only for these , but because he took an active part in public work , being a member of the School Board and the chaplain of the ...
... soon resigning , all the labor came on Mr. Emerson . His sermons were clear and eloquent . He was liked not only for these , but because he took an active part in public work , being a member of the School Board and the chaplain of the ...
39. oldal
... you grow cool ; and then it is all over with you . " But Mr. Longfellow desired a broader sphere , and one soon opened through the interest in him of Ticknor , who was about to resign the Pro- HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW . 39.
... you grow cool ; and then it is all over with you . " But Mr. Longfellow desired a broader sphere , and one soon opened through the interest in him of Ticknor , who was about to resign the Pro- HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW . 39.
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... soon drew around him a circle of devoted friends , among whom were Sumner , Pres- cott , Hawthorne , and Emerson . He began lec- turing on the Languages of the South of Europe , Anglo - Saxon Literature , German Literature , and kindred ...
... soon drew around him a circle of devoted friends , among whom were Sumner , Pres- cott , Hawthorne , and Emerson . He began lec- turing on the Languages of the South of Europe , Anglo - Saxon Literature , German Literature , and kindred ...
61. oldal
... soon started , with two or three friends , the humorous journal " Salmagundi , " which was sustained for a year , with a large circle of interested readers . After this he began , Peter assisting him , a " History of New York ...
... soon started , with two or three friends , the humorous journal " Salmagundi , " which was sustained for a year , with a large circle of interested readers . After this he began , Peter assisting him , a " History of New York ...
62. oldal
... soon left the house . After Mr. Irving's death , in a repository of which he always kept the key , a package was found marked " Private Mems . " The ink was faded , and the beginning and the end of the manuscript were missing , but it ...
... soon left the house . After Mr. Irving's death , in a repository of which he always kept the key , a package was found marked " Private Mems . " The ink was faded , and the beginning and the end of the manuscript were missing , but it ...
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148. oldal - 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.
41. oldal - And with them the Being Beauteous Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
148. oldal - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
34. oldal - OFTEN I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
166. oldal - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
162. oldal - My childhood's earliest thoughts are linked with thee ; The sight of thee calls back the robin's song, Who, from the dark old tree Beside the door, sang clearly all day long, And I, secure in childish piety, Listened as if I heard an angel sing With news from heaven, which he could bring Fresh every day to my untainted ears When birds and flowers and I were happy peers.
34. oldal - I remember the gleams and glooms that dart Across the school-boy's brain ; The song and the silence in the heart, That in part are prophecies, and in part Are longings wild and vain. And the voice of that fitful song Sings on, and is never still : "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
149. oldal - 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!
161. oldal - T is the spring's largess, which she scatters now To rich and poor alike, with lavish hand, Though most hearts never understand To take it at God's value, but pass by The offered wealth with unrewarded eye. " Thou art my tropics and mine Italy ; To look at thee unlocks a warmer clime ; The eyes thou givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time : Not in mid June the golden-cuirassed bee Feels a more summer-like, warm ravishment In the white lily's breezy tent, His conquered Sybaris, than...
42. oldal - And is now a saint in heaven. With a slow and noiseless footstep Comes that messenger divine, Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit's voiceless prayer, Soft rebukes, in blessings ended, Breathing from her lips of air. O, though oft depressed and lonely, All my fears are laid aside, If I but remember...