Anglo-American Literature and MannersC. Scribner, 1852 - 312 pages |
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... truth's , and they heard them joyfully ; satiated as they were with prettiness and flattery . Truth is a new and singular dish , which pleases them . It is an unexpected contrast and they like it . I will not , however , give them too ...
... truth's , and they heard them joyfully ; satiated as they were with prettiness and flattery . Truth is a new and singular dish , which pleases them . It is an unexpected contrast and they like it . I will not , however , give them too ...
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... Truth , calm and simple as she is , armed with an unepigramatic irony , less bitter than satire , yet of a farther- reaching blow . Let our readers judge whether his opinion of M. Necker , for instance , is like that which history has ...
... Truth , calm and simple as she is , armed with an unepigramatic irony , less bitter than satire , yet of a farther- reaching blow . Let our readers judge whether his opinion of M. Necker , for instance , is like that which history has ...
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... truth in that suggestion , say that it is a piece . of folly to keep him prisoner . This brings her out violently against him , and to the same effect the Count Dietrichstein , who indeed is as much prompted to defend the Austrian ...
... truth in that suggestion , say that it is a piece . of folly to keep him prisoner . This brings her out violently against him , and to the same effect the Count Dietrichstein , who indeed is as much prompted to defend the Austrian ...
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... truth of this observation , not because I believe it true , but because I will not impeach the reasons he may find it conve- nient to give to himself for his own conduct , should he here- after be employed in our service . " What was ...
... truth of this observation , not because I believe it true , but because I will not impeach the reasons he may find it conve- nient to give to himself for his own conduct , should he here- after be employed in our service . " What was ...
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... truth , and nothing but the truth . If two foemen fight with fierce rage upon the edge of a precipice , if there be between them issues of life and death , Cooper tells you the color of the rock ; how many feet it rises above the level ...
... truth , and nothing but the truth . If two foemen fight with fierce rage upon the edge of a precipice , if there be between them issues of life and death , Cooper tells you the color of the rock ; how many feet it rises above the level ...
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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.