The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Հատոր 1 |
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Mr . Caldwell received on his benefit night , inmate of a family , ( the name of
which deliabout 2 , 000 dollars ; a greater sura tban was cacy forbids us to
mention ) of the first standing and of acknowledged piety and honour . ever
before , were ...
Mr . Caldwell received on his benefit night , inmate of a family , ( the name of
which deliabout 2 , 000 dollars ; a greater sura tban was cacy forbids us to
mention ) of the first standing and of acknowledged piety and honour . ever
before , were ...
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... he had received from a treatises that have been published on the friend directly
from Athens , who had subject . been a ... Agri - sident of the Society ,
communicated a gentum , Syracuse , Sicyon , Megara , Ma - letter which he had
received ...
... he had received from a treatises that have been published on the friend directly
from Athens , who had subject . been a ... Agri - sident of the Society ,
communicated a gentum , Syracuse , Sicyon , Megara , Ma - letter which he had
received ...
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By Dr . Delacounties of England and Scotland , made field ” _ " On the influence
of the passions to the Board of Agriculture , and from in the production and
modification of communications received by that Society Disease . 1816 .
By Dr . Delacounties of England and Scotland , made field ” _ " On the influence
of the passions to the Board of Agriculture , and from in the production and
modification of communications received by that Society Disease . 1816 .
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He was received on his arrival with the most respectful cordiality , represented as
having been a man of talents and great courage . His last words and attended by
a large escort of his fellow are said to have been , “ Let the Haytians citizens ...
He was received on his arrival with the most respectful cordiality , represented as
having been a man of talents and great courage . His last words and attended by
a large escort of his fellow are said to have been , “ Let the Haytians citizens ...
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Miss Freelove Gooding , place on the first Tuesday in September . 80 . Mrs .
Susanna Davies , 77 . At Port From the partial returns received , there land , Brig .
General Francis Osgood , 40 , is no doubt of the Election of Republican At Row ,
Mr ...
Miss Freelove Gooding , place on the first Tuesday in September . 80 . Mrs .
Susanna Davies , 77 . At Port From the partial returns received , there land , Brig .
General Francis Osgood , 40 , is no doubt of the Election of Republican At Row ,
Mr ...
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The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Հատոր 3 H. Biglow,Orville Luther Holley Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1818 |
The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Հատոր 1 H. Biglow,Orville Luther Holley Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1817 |
The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Հատոր 2 H. Biglow,Orville Luther Holley Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1817 |
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Էջ 10 - At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
Էջ 296 - No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Էջ 296 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Էջ 296 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Էջ 296 - Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
Էջ 349 - Nor look'd upon the earth with human eyes ; The thirst of their ambition was not mine, The aim of their existence was not mine ; My joys, my griefs, my passions, and my powers, Made me a stranger ; though I wore the form, I had no sympathy with breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon.
Էջ 9 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Էջ 296 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Էջ 349 - Or to look, list'ning, on the scattered leaves, While Autumn winds were at their evening song. These were my pastimes, and to be alone ; For if the beings, of whom I was one, — Hating to be so, — cross'd me in my path, I felt myself degraded back to them, And was all clay again.
Էջ 422 - I stoop not to despair; For I have battled with mine agony, And made me wings wherewith to overfly The narrow circus of my dungeon wall...