Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volume 27John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1852 |
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... given to her to conduct the outgrowth of the national life through its crisis of change , and the weight of her great mind and her great place were thrown on the people's side . She was able to paralyze the dying efforts with which , if ...
... given to her to conduct the outgrowth of the national life through its crisis of change , and the weight of her great mind and her great place were thrown on the people's side . She was able to paralyze the dying efforts with which , if ...
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... given ; and it was a point of honor , if of nothing more , among the English sailors , to do no discredit by their conduct to the greatness of their cause . The high cour- tesy , the chivalry of the Spanish nobles , so conspicuous in ...
... given ; and it was a point of honor , if of nothing more , among the English sailors , to do no discredit by their conduct to the greatness of their cause . The high cour- tesy , the chivalry of the Spanish nobles , so conspicuous in ...
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... given him by the captain or the mas- ter ; and that he should still be bound to free himself by taking another , or else to run in danger of continuing the penalty , which , being executed a few days , reformed the vice , so that in ...
... given him by the captain or the mas- ter ; and that he should still be bound to free himself by taking another , or else to run in danger of continuing the penalty , which , being executed a few days , reformed the vice , so that in ...
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... given with gunpowder and bullets . Like the rest of his countrymen , he believed the sav- age Indians in their idolatries to be worship- pers of the devil . They are witches , " he says ; 66 they have images in great store , and use ...
... given with gunpowder and bullets . Like the rest of his countrymen , he believed the sav- age Indians in their idolatries to be worship- pers of the devil . They are witches , " he says ; 66 they have images in great store , and use ...
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... given to do the really highest work in this earth - whoever they are , Jew or Gentile , Pagan or Christian , warriors , legislators , phi- losophers , priests , poets , kings , slaves - one and all , their fate has been the same - the ...
... given to do the really highest work in this earth - whoever they are , Jew or Gentile , Pagan or Christian , warriors , legislators , phi- losophers , priests , poets , kings , slaves - one and all , their fate has been the same - the ...
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Page 160 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.
Page 161 - This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, " or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you " — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Page 160 - I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
Page 161 - Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a...
Page 161 - For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door, Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore.
Page 162 - thing of evil - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Page 157 - Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again, And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou...
Page 157 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 95 - Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong, They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
Page 156 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright ; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the Pass!