Introduction to American Literature: Including Illustrative Selections, with NotesSibley, 1903 - 550 pages |
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... given to the writers of the South and the West . The lists of writers prefixed to the several periods have been rewritten and expanded . In submitting the present revised and enlarged edition , the author wishes to express the hope that ...
... given to the writers of the South and the West . The lists of writers prefixed to the several periods have been rewritten and expanded . In submitting the present revised and enlarged edition , the author wishes to express the hope that ...
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... given in the pre- ceding list of writers , will show that narration and descrip- tion , history , religion , and theology , and civil administration were the principal themes . And in their treatment we find abundance and force rather ...
... given in the pre- ceding list of writers , will show that narration and descrip- tion , history , religion , and theology , and civil administration were the principal themes . And in their treatment we find abundance and force rather ...
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... given in his several volumes , that it is impossible to escape the suspicion that he has freely sup- plemented and embellished the facts from the resources of his ample imagination . Yet , after all due abatement is made , the fact ...
... given in his several volumes , that it is impossible to escape the suspicion that he has freely sup- plemented and embellished the facts from the resources of his ample imagination . Yet , after all due abatement is made , the fact ...
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... given of his life , it is apparent that he was no ordinary man . He was great in word and deed . His voluminous writ- ings are characterized by clearness , force , and dramatic energy . His intellect was cast in the large mould of the ...
... given of his life , it is apparent that he was no ordinary man . He was great in word and deed . His voluminous writ- ings are characterized by clearness , force , and dramatic energy . His intellect was cast in the large mould of the ...
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... given in an old epitaph : - " Under this stone lies Richard Mather , Who had a son greater than his father , And eke a grandson greater than either . " This grandson was of course Cotton Mather , who was born Feb. 12 , 1663 , in Boston ...
... given in an old epitaph : - " Under this stone lies Richard Mather , Who had a son greater than his father , And eke a grandson greater than either . " This grandson was of course Cotton Mather , who was born Feb. 12 , 1663 , in Boston ...
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Page 405 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Page 155 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart: He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Page 357 - He is at this time transporting large armies of foreign mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.
Page 525 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky ; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar ; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more ! Her deck, once red with heroes...
Page 157 - In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief: Yet not unmeet it was that one like that young friend of ours, So gentle and so beautiful, should perish with the flowers.
Page 422 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Page 419 - Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly 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 421 - 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 443 - The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity: Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew : The conscious stone to beauty grew.
Page 529 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!