Hurry-graphs; Or, Sketches of Scenery, Celebrities and Society, Taken from LifeC. Scribner, 1851 - 364 pages |
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... close hug from it - some of the best of the old houses being but a biscuit pitch from the vessels at the wharves . On the table - summit of the precipitous hill which rises immedi- ately behind the town , stands one of the finest arrays ...
... close hug from it - some of the best of the old houses being but a biscuit pitch from the vessels at the wharves . On the table - summit of the precipitous hill which rises immedi- ately behind the town , stands one of the finest arrays ...
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... close boards , to keep out the sand in windy weather , and every house stands in a white box , accordingly . These are , almost without exception , the residences of the families of seafaring men , and we were told that we should be ...
... close boards , to keep out the sand in windy weather , and every house stands in a white box , accordingly . These are , almost without exception , the residences of the families of seafaring men , and we were told that we should be ...
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... close of my last letter , I believe , I was bound to take tea on the heel of Cape Cod , and , thence , to cross over and sleep on the instep . We stopped upon the way - between the two veins of Bass River and Herring River — to visit ...
... close of my last letter , I believe , I was bound to take tea on the heel of Cape Cod , and , thence , to cross over and sleep on the instep . We stopped upon the way - between the two veins of Bass River and Herring River — to visit ...
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... close up to the Cape , what a picture of double contrast would be presented , and what a neat Gordian knot it would offer - wealthy and intelligent bleakness , and ignorance and poverty - stricken fertility — for poli- tical economists ...
... close up to the Cape , what a picture of double contrast would be presented , and what a neat Gordian knot it would offer - wealthy and intelligent bleakness , and ignorance and poverty - stricken fertility — for poli- tical economists ...
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... close after refinement , as corruption after ripeness in most fruits of this wicked world . One of our ablest contemporaries , a Boston editor , writing a letter recently from the Cape , approaches the same quality of Cape character by ...
... close after refinement , as corruption after ripeness in most fruits of this wicked world . One of our ablest contemporaries , a Boston editor , writing a letter recently from the Cape , approaches the same quality of Cape character by ...
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Page 244 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we; Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
Page 243 - IT WAS many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Page 185 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? MACB. Prithee, peace: I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. LADY M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you.
Page 243 - In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee ; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
Page 185 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Page 243 - Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
Page 184 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
Page 185 - But I must also feel it as a man: I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on, And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff, They were all struck for thee!
Page 242 - Irascible, envious—bad enough, but not the worst, for these salient angles were all varnished over with a cold, repellant cynicism, his passions vented themselves in sneers. There seemed to him no moral susceptibility; and, what was more remarkable in a proud nature, little or nothing of the true point of honor.
Page 243 - He had, to a morbid excess, that desire to rise which is vulgarly called ambition, but no wish for the esteem or the love of his species; only the hard wish to succeed— not shine, not serve— succeed, that he might have the right to despise a world which galled his self-conceit.