American Literature ; an Historical Sketch, 1620-1880A. and C. Black, 1882 - 472 oldal |
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... living in America whose claim to respect it is a mere , though a common , affectation to deny . But , by way of apology for the prejudice that provoked the question , let me quote from a Chicago newspaper the following advertisement ...
... living in America whose claim to respect it is a mere , though a common , affectation to deny . But , by way of apology for the prejudice that provoked the question , let me quote from a Chicago newspaper the following advertisement ...
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... that the United States have 1 In a later Chapter I have endeavoured to do justice to Mr. Lowell ( now indubitably the foremost living American author ) in this and other capacities . attained their majority , it is indeed time that England.
... that the United States have 1 In a later Chapter I have endeavoured to do justice to Mr. Lowell ( now indubitably the foremost living American author ) in this and other capacities . attained their majority , it is indeed time that England.
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... Living , " writes Professor Tyler , " on a narrow strip of land , between the two infinities of the ocean and the wilderness . . . they had overpowering manifestations of spiritual force ; they heard awful voices in the air ; and ...
... Living , " writes Professor Tyler , " on a narrow strip of land , between the two infinities of the ocean and the wilderness . . . they had overpowering manifestations of spiritual force ; they heard awful voices in the air ; and ...
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... living , all the pleasure of doing good to others , all the esteem of his fellow- citizens , and the joys of benevolent friendship for the sake of accumu- lating wealth , ' Poor man , ' said I , ' you pay too much for your whistle ...
... living , all the pleasure of doing good to others , all the esteem of his fellow- citizens , and the joys of benevolent friendship for the sake of accumu- lating wealth , ' Poor man , ' said I , ' you pay too much for your whistle ...
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... living presence which gave them colour and force , we find it difficult to account for the effect they are known to have produced . The influence of great talkers like Christopher North , of great preachers like Hall , Chalmers , Irving ...
... living presence which gave them colour and force , we find it difficult to account for the effect they are known to have produced . The influence of great talkers like Christopher North , of great preachers like Hall , Chalmers , Irving ...
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188. oldal - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun, — the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between ; The venerable woods — rivers that move * In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
80. oldal - And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake: and after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
199. oldal - Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter and then cease; And like a bell, with solemn, sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say, "Peace !" Peace ! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies ! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.
219. oldal - IN THE greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace — Radiant palace — reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion — It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair.
247. oldal - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar ; No harm from Him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air ; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.
301. oldal - They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
239. oldal - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on.
213. oldal - RECONCILIATION WORD over all, beautiful as the sky, Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world; For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead, I look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin — I draw near, Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.
224. oldal - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
250. 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.