Anglo-American Literature and MannersC. Scribner, 1852 - 312 pages |
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... nature , that force which the author of Robinson Crusoe , the old Puritan , Daniel Defoe , has dressed in epic robes . Profound reverie , highly colored fiction , tragic starts , refined metaphysics , clever style . harmonious choice of ...
... nature , that force which the author of Robinson Crusoe , the old Puritan , Daniel Defoe , has dressed in epic robes . Profound reverie , highly colored fiction , tragic starts , refined metaphysics , clever style . harmonious choice of ...
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... Nature , and if there be any harmony or proportion in your new combination , your chimera will be the fruit of a happy imagination . If your remembrances , badly united , clumsily ORIGIN AND PROGRESS OF SEC II-What is Imagination?-The ...
... Nature , and if there be any harmony or proportion in your new combination , your chimera will be the fruit of a happy imagination . If your remembrances , badly united , clumsily ORIGIN AND PROGRESS OF SEC II-What is Imagination?-The ...
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... Nature with a great aptitude to receive such impressions . Dante had seen Florence ; he created a Hell : Theologian , he created the Paradise : Lover , he produced Beatrice . Was it wanting in him , that quality falsely designated , but ...
... Nature with a great aptitude to receive such impressions . Dante had seen Florence ; he created a Hell : Theologian , he created the Paradise : Lover , he produced Beatrice . Was it wanting in him , that quality falsely designated , but ...
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... Nature , yet fancies that he imagines ; one is prodigal of falsehood , and thinks that he invents ; one builds upon vulgar realities all manner of grotesque novelties . The expression becomes as forced , as the idea is exaggerated and ...
... Nature , yet fancies that he imagines ; one is prodigal of falsehood , and thinks that he invents ; one builds upon vulgar realities all manner of grotesque novelties . The expression becomes as forced , as the idea is exaggerated and ...
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... nature is not yet ended ; all of whose energy must necessarily be directed to the foun- dation of cities and the development of industry ; a nation whose Future is their country ; who have no Past - hardly born and already a giant ...
... nature is not yet ended ; all of whose energy must necessarily be directed to the foun- dation of cities and the development of industry ; a nation whose Future is their country ; who have no Past - hardly born and already a giant ...
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Page 207 - ... THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.
Page 193 - Thou, in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass.
Page 190 - Here the free spirit of mankind, at length, Throws its last fetters off; and who shall place A limit to the giant's unchained strength, Or curb his swiftness in the forward race...
Page 186 - Come when the rains Have glazed the snow, and clothed the trees with ice, While the slant sun of February pours Into the bowers a flood of light.
Page 80 - I turned, cocked my gun-locks silently, touched my faithful companion, and lay ready to start up and shoot the first who might attempt my life. The moment was fast approaching, and that night might have been my last in this world, had not Providence made preparations for my rescue. All was ready. The infernal hag was advancing slowly, probably contemplating the best way of despatching mo, whilst her sons should be engaged with the Indian.
Page 206 - Still stands the forest primeval; but under the shade of its branches Dwells another race, with other customs and language. Only along the shore of the mournful and misty Atlantic Linger a few Acadian peasants, whose fathers from exile Wandered back to their native land to die in its bosom.
Page 189 - There stood the Indian hamlet, there the lake Spread its blue sheet that flashed with many an oar, Where the brown otter plunged him from the brake, And the deer drank : as the light gale flew o'er, The twinkling maize-field rustled on the shore , And while that spot, so wild, and...
Page 74 - I observed a yellowish oval spot, the appearance of which was quite new to me. Little time was left me for consideration, as the next moment a smart breeze began to agitate the taller trees.
Page 189 - Indian hamlet, there the lake Spread its blue sheet that flashed with many an oar, Where the brown otter plunged him from the brake, And the deer drank : as the light gale flew o'er, The twinkling maize-field rustled on the shore ; And while that spot, so wild, and lone, and fair, A look of glad and guiltless beauty wore, And peace was on the earth and in the air, The warrior lit the pile, and bound his captive there.
Page 75 - The principal force of the hurricane was now over, although millions of twigs and small branches, that had been brought from a great distance, were seen following the blast, as if drawn onwards by some mysterious power. They even floated in the air for some hours after, as if supported by the thick mass of dust that rose high above the ground.