A L'abri: Or The Tent Pitch'dS. Colman, 1839 - 172 էջ |
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Էջ 128 - Omega, put their steersmanship to the test ; and, when the leaves are off the trees, it is a curious sight to see the bulky monsters, shining with new boards, whirling around in the swift eddies, and, when caught by the current again, gliding off among the trees, like a singing and swearing phantom of an unfinished barn. At the village they take wheat and pork into the arks, load their rafts with plank and shingles, and wait for the return of the freshet. It is a fact you may not know, that, when...
Էջ 100 - A man's best things are nearest him, Lie close about his feet ; It is the distant and the dim That we are sick to greet ; For flowers that grow our hands beneath We struggle and aspire, — Our hearts must die, except they breathe The air of fresh desire.
Էջ 86 - And is not careful what they mean thereby," it is very pleasant now and then to pounce upon a bigger bird screaming in the same chorus. Nothing impairs the dignity of an author's reputation like a newspaper wrangle, yet one bold literary vulture struck down promptly and successfully serves as good a purpose as the hawk nailed to the barn door.
Էջ 150 - Apropos of English periodicals, we get them now almost wet from the press, and they seem far off and foreign no longer. But there is one (to me) melancholy note in the paean with which the Great Western was welcomed. In literature we are no longer a distinct nation. The triumph of Atlantic steam navigation has driven the smaller drop into the larger, and London has become the centre. Farewell nationality ! The English language now marks the limits of a new literary empire, and America is a suburb....
Էջ 134 - Arethusa might have eluded her lover. My own mental occupation, as we glided on, was the distribution of white villas along the shore, on spots where nature seemed to have arranged the ground for their reception. I saw thousands of sites where the lawns were made, the terraces defined and levelled, the groves tastefully clumped, the ancient trees ready with their broad shadows, the approaches to the water laid out, the banks sloped, and in everything the labor of art seemingly all anticipated by...
Էջ 50 - D'Orsay's champagne wit as threw its sparkle in his way, and Bulwer and D'Israeli were silent altogether. I should have foreboded a dull dinner if, in the open brow, the clear sunny eye, and unembarrassed repose of the beautiful and expressive mouth of Lady Blessington, I had not read the promise of a change. It came presently. With a tact, of which the subtle ease and grace can in no way be conveyed into description, she gathered up the cobweb threads of conversation going on at different parts...
Էջ 67 - imping my wing" anew ! Oh, no ! I have served seven years for this Rachel of contentment, and my heart is no Laban to put me off with a Leah. " A !" Imagine this capital letter laid on its back, and pointed south by east, and you have a pretty fair diagram of the junction of the Susquehannah and the Chemung. The note of admiration describes a superb line of mountains at the back of the Chemung valley, and the quotation marks express the fine bluffs that overlook the meeting of the waters at Athens....
Էջ 171 - ... a messenger to carry her joy and her thanks up to the sun, because he had turned his beaming countenance again upon her in love and bounty. And the lark hung poised above the hope-giving field, and warbled her clear and joyous song.
Էջ 103 - I'll watch him Till he be dieted to my request." I have recovered my spirits ere now by a friend asking me what was the matter. One seems to want but the suggestion, the presence of mind, the expressed wish, to be happy any day. My white flag shall serve me that good end! "Tut, man!" it shall say, "your grief is not grief where I am ! Send your imagination this high to be whitewashed !" Our weather to-day is a leaf out of October's book, soft, yet invigorating. The harvest moon seems to have forgotten...
Էջ 137 - wooding " at two or three places, however, and what with the excitement of the day, we were too fatigued to give more than a glance and a passing note of admiration to the beauty of the scene, and the next question was, how to come by Sancho's