Introduction to American Literature: Including Illustrative Selections, with NotesSibley, 1903 - 550 pages |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 30
Page 28
... looked up to heaven for direction , and then asked counsel of his friends . " The person fixed upon at last as his future companion was the daughter of Colonel Philips of Charlestown , to whom he was shortly after- wards married . " She ...
... looked up to heaven for direction , and then asked counsel of his friends . " The person fixed upon at last as his future companion was the daughter of Colonel Philips of Charlestown , to whom he was shortly after- wards married . " She ...
Page 52
... looked forward to his approaching end with philosophic com- posure . " Death I shall submit to , " he said , " with the less regret as , having seen during a long life a good deal of this world , I feel a growing curiosity to be ...
... looked forward to his approaching end with philosophic com- posure . " Death I shall submit to , " he said , " with the less regret as , having seen during a long life a good deal of this world , I feel a growing curiosity to be ...
Page 159
... looked upon old servants , whether animate or inanimate , with a childlike tenderness . It is related of him that he clung to an old blue cotton umbrella long after its day of usefulness had passed ; and a suggestion to replace his well ...
... looked upon old servants , whether animate or inanimate , with a childlike tenderness . It is related of him that he clung to an old blue cotton umbrella long after its day of usefulness had passed ; and a suggestion to replace his well ...
Page 178
... looked repose or shot fiery tumult into theirs who listened , while his own face glowed , or was changeless in pallor , as his imagination quick- ened his blood or drew it back frozen to his heart . His im- agery was from the worlds ...
... looked repose or shot fiery tumult into theirs who listened , while his own face glowed , or was changeless in pallor , as his imagination quick- ened his blood or drew it back frozen to his heart . His im- agery was from the worlds ...
Page 184
... looked upon as mildly insane . James Freeman Clarke thus describes the gen- eral impression made by his earlier lectures : " The majority of the sensible , practical community regarded him as mystical , or crazy , or affected , as an ...
... looked upon as mildly insane . James Freeman Clarke thus describes the gen- eral impression made by his earlier lectures : " The majority of the sensible , practical community regarded him as mystical , or crazy , or affected , as an ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
abroad admirable afterwards American literature appeared Author Bayard Taylor beauty became better Born Boston Bryant called career character charm Church College colonies Cotton Mather criticism death delightful EDGAR ALLAN POE editor Emerson England English eyes faith father Federalist feeling Franklin friends gave genius gifts Hamilton Hawthorne heart Holmes honor human humor Indian influence interest Irving James Fenimore Cooper Jefferson Joaquin Miller John Jonathan Edwards literary live Longfellow Lowell Lyrics Massachusetts mind native nature never novelist novels period poem poet poet's poetic poetry poor Richard says popular principal prose published Puritan Resolved Rip Van Winkle Sir Launfal sketch song soul spirit story style success taste thee things thou thought tion truth verse Virginia volume Washington Irving Whittier William Cullen Bryant words writers wrote York young youth
Popular passages
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!