The Yale Literary Magazine, Հատոր 15,Թողարկում 8Herrick & Noyes, 1850 |
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... bright . Who has not admired the attachment of the hardy Swiss to their smiling rocks and valleys ! Whenever the tide of devastation has rolled towards the Alps , and the foeman's cannon thundered among her eternal cliffs , her sons ...
... bright . Who has not admired the attachment of the hardy Swiss to their smiling rocks and valleys ! Whenever the tide of devastation has rolled towards the Alps , and the foeman's cannon thundered among her eternal cliffs , her sons ...
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... bright blossoms , and the glorious sunshine ! Says the Hon . Robert C. Winthrop , in a speech delivered at an agricultural dinner at Dedham , Mass . , last fall , " There is no more striking evidence of the estimation in which ...
... bright blossoms , and the glorious sunshine ! Says the Hon . Robert C. Winthrop , in a speech delivered at an agricultural dinner at Dedham , Mass . , last fall , " There is no more striking evidence of the estimation in which ...
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... bright , enrapturing , serene ; — an ocean of perfect loveliness , wide and deep , ever rolling in its free , rejoicing billows upon the thoughtless , sensual , debased , and sin - be- sotted soul of man . Poetry is the expression of ...
... bright , enrapturing , serene ; — an ocean of perfect loveliness , wide and deep , ever rolling in its free , rejoicing billows upon the thoughtless , sensual , debased , and sin - be- sotted soul of man . Poetry is the expression of ...
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the sun and stars and all the bright orbs , that across their eternal face , wheel on , from age to age , in their far , mysterious way , mirrored ever- more in the stillness of its tranquil depths . Such a poet is not Goldsmith ...
the sun and stars and all the bright orbs , that across their eternal face , wheel on , from age to age , in their far , mysterious way , mirrored ever- more in the stillness of its tranquil depths . Such a poet is not Goldsmith ...
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... Bright wild flowers spring and cheer the dreary waste . Bold beetling cliffs o'erhang the dismal scene , And on the scattered , shapeless rocks below Frown proudly : ' tis a place of rocks and shade- Ostoneoye . But beauty robes the ...
... Bright wild flowers spring and cheer the dreary waste . Bold beetling cliffs o'erhang the dismal scene , And on the scattered , shapeless rocks below Frown proudly : ' tis a place of rocks and shade- Ostoneoye . But beauty robes the ...
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Էջ 310 - Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye, With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, O tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nest?
Էջ 309 - Oh ! night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong ; Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along From peak to peak the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud ! And this is in the night.
Էջ 311 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Էջ 328 - There is no death ! What seems so is transition : This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Էջ 294 - ... inclement clime; Aid slighted truth with thy persuasive strain; Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain; Teach him, that states of native strength...
Էջ 307 - GOOD people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word— From those who spoke her praise. The needy seldom pass'd her door, And always found her kind; She freely lent to all the poor— Who left a pledge behind.
Էջ 310 - The sky is changed! — and such a change! Oh, night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet, lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Էջ 310 - And this is in the night. — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Էջ 307 - But now her wealth and finery fled, Her hangers-on cut short all ; The doctors found, when she was dead — Her last disorder mortal. " Let us lament, in sorrow sore, For Kent Street well may say, That had she lived a twelvemonth more — She had not died to-day.
Էջ 307 - With manners wond'rous winning, And never follow'd wicked ways — Unless when she was sinning. At church, in silks and satins new, With hoop of monstrous size, She never slumber'd in her pew — But when she shut her eyes.