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... in the sand . Again , in the mist and shadow of sleep , He saw his native land . Wide through the landscape of his dreams , The lordly Niger flowed ; Beneath the palm trees on the plain Once more a king he strode ; And heard the ...
... in the sand . Again , in the mist and shadow of sleep , He saw his native land . Wide through the landscape of his dreams , The lordly Niger flowed ; Beneath the palm trees on the plain Once more a king he strode ; And heard the ...
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Page 28 - The forests, with their myriad tongues, Shouted of liberty ; And the Blast of the Desert cried aloud, With a voice so wild and free. That he started in his sleep and smiled At their tempestuous glee. He did not feel the driver's whip, Nor the burning heat of day ; For Death had illumined the Land of Sleep, And his lifeless body lay A worn-out fetter, that the soul Had broken and thrown away ! THE GOOD PART, THAT SHALL NOT BE TAKEN AWAY.
Page 28 - Before him like a blood-red flag The bright flamingoes flew; From morn till night he followed their flight, O'er plains where the tamarind grew, Till he saw the roofs of Caffre huts, And the ocean rose to view. At night he heard the lion roar, And the hyena scream, And the river-horse, as he crushed the reeds Beside some hidden stream; And it passed like a glorious roll of drums Through the triumph of his dream.
Page 27 - THE SLAVE'S DREAM Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand ; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his Native Land.
Page 6 - Goes by unheeded as the summer wind, And leaves no memory and no trace behind ! Yet, it may be, more lofty courage dwells In one meek heart which braves an adverse fate, Than his, whose...
Page 2 - make it otherwise. I write according to the thoughts I feel ; when I think upon God, my heart is so full of joy that the notes dance and leap, as it were, from my pen ; and since Ood has given me a cheerful heart, it will be pardoned me that I serve him with a cheerful spirit.
Page 44 - The young soldier frowned, and walked several times hastily across the room, at every turn stopping to contemplate the fair tyrant who held his heart in her chains. Christina was trying to look grave; but the roguish dimples, which gave such a charm to her rosy mouth, were ready to expand, upon the first provocation, into a hearty laugh. It was impossible for the little beauty to look sad for two minutes together. Von Hesse was in no laughing mood. He was in the very heroics of love ; and his distorted...
Page 32 - Have the courage to discharge a debt while you have the money in your pocket. Have the courage to do without that which you do not need, however much you may admire it.
Page 43 - Ah, but he is a king. What did he say ?" But the Count was determined to keep the secret; and no coaxing, in which feminine art the little flirt was a perfect adept, could wheedle it out of him. " Christina, I shall bring an officer home to sup with me ; you must treat him with respect, as I intend him for your husband." " But I will never have him," said Christina, laughing, as the Count left the room.
Page 18 - A watchmaker told me that a gentleman had put an exquisite watch into his hands, that went irregularly. It was as perfect a piece of work as was ever made. He took it to pieces and put it together again twenty times. No manner of defect was to be discovered, and yet the watch went intolerably. At last it struck him, that, possibly, the balance-wheel might have been near a magnet.