The Southern literary messenger, 14. kötet1848 |
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8. oldal
... feeling of national pride among the people of the United States . Whatever the country undertakes to do , they desire to see well done . I have reason to believe that this feeling obtains as strongly with regard to the Observatory , now ...
... feeling of national pride among the people of the United States . Whatever the country undertakes to do , they desire to see well done . I have reason to believe that this feeling obtains as strongly with regard to the Observatory , now ...
26. oldal
... feeling through the veins of Art . Pure as his loved Italian fire ! — General Lewis receive orders to cross the He caught the sweetest beams of rhyme , — river ? He received no orders from the gov - ' The TASSO of our Western clime ...
... feeling through the veins of Art . Pure as his loved Italian fire ! — General Lewis receive orders to cross the He caught the sweetest beams of rhyme , — river ? He received no orders from the gov - ' The TASSO of our Western clime ...
28. oldal
... Feeling , the dreams of yesterday ? The breakers ' roar ! ' Tis thus the sea , the bright blue sea , The home of high hearts bold and free , Smiles in her beauty , like a bride , To greet the tall ship's graceful glide ; But , lashed to ...
... Feeling , the dreams of yesterday ? The breakers ' roar ! ' Tis thus the sea , the bright blue sea , The home of high hearts bold and free , Smiles in her beauty , like a bride , To greet the tall ship's graceful glide ; But , lashed to ...
38. oldal
... feeling , intellect and grace- I feel that happier they to whom belong Less radiant gifts - more blest than such as thou Is she who wins and wears no laurel on her brow ! GREY HAIRS . Unbidden guests why come ye here , Vexing the ...
... feeling , intellect and grace- I feel that happier they to whom belong Less radiant gifts - more blest than such as thou Is she who wins and wears no laurel on her brow ! GREY HAIRS . Unbidden guests why come ye here , Vexing the ...
42. oldal
... feeling allied to horror peror he freed himself from the check imposed by upon the return of the Bourbons is matter of his- the two adjunct Consuls , it is sufficient to reply , tory . The return from Elba verified this . Nor that forms ...
... feeling allied to horror peror he freed himself from the check imposed by upon the return of the Bourbons is matter of his- the two adjunct Consuls , it is sufficient to reply , tory . The return from Elba verified this . Nor that forms ...
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35. oldal - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch...
35. oldal - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou...
58. oldal - And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great star from heaven, burning, as it were a lamp, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the fountains of waters...
35. oldal - But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered Till I scarcely more than muttered, 'Other friends have flown before On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.
35. oldal - thing of evil! prophet still, if bird or devil! Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted On this home by Horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!
238. oldal - So, cast and mingled with his very frame. The mind's disease, its ruling passion came; Each vital humour which should feed the whole, Soon flows to this, in body and in soul: Whatever warms the heart, or fills the head, As the mind opens, and its functions spread, Imagination plies her dangerous art, And pours it all upon the peccant part.
241. oldal - Mammon led them on, Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell From Heaven; for even in Heaven his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent, admiring more The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold, Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed In vision beatific.
62. oldal - IN that delightful land which is washed by the Delaware's waters, Guarding in sylvan shades the name of Penn the apostle, Stands on the banks of its beautiful stream the city he founded. There all the air is balm, and the peach is the emblem of beauty, And the streets still re-echo the names of the trees of the forest, As if they fain would appease the Dryads whose haunts they molested.
477. oldal - Let Fate do her worst ; there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear.
35. oldal - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...