Cyclopadia of American Literature, Volume 2T. E. Zell, 1881 |
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... Labor . Song She Loves him yet . To a dear little Truant . SEBA SMITH - ELIZABETH OAKES SMITII Midsummer . Strength from the Hills . The Poet . CAROLINE M. KIRKLAND Meeting of the " Female Beneficent Society . " Hospitality . P ...
... Labor . Song She Loves him yet . To a dear little Truant . SEBA SMITH - ELIZABETH OAKES SMITII Midsummer . Strength from the Hills . The Poet . CAROLINE M. KIRKLAND Meeting of the " Female Beneficent Society . " Hospitality . P ...
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... labor he imposed upon himself in the heat of sum- mer to accomplish this object , that he became so utterly exhausted that his physical frame could offer slight resistance to the attacks of disease . In September , 1845 , he was engaged ...
... labor he imposed upon himself in the heat of sum- mer to accomplish this object , that he became so utterly exhausted that his physical frame could offer slight resistance to the attacks of disease . In September , 1845 , he was engaged ...
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... labor null and void . Had his life been extended the work no doubt would have been completed , and have created the same feelings of awe and admiration which some of its single figures , that of the Queen for example , now excite ; but ...
... labor null and void . Had his life been extended the work no doubt would have been completed , and have created the same feelings of awe and admiration which some of its single figures , that of the Queen for example , now excite ; but ...
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... labor he ad- dressed himself with a quiet diligence , sometimes animated into a sort of intellectual joy . On one occasion he found himself at breakfast , Sunday morning , on the same seat where he had break- fasted the day before - not ...
... labor he ad- dressed himself with a quiet diligence , sometimes animated into a sort of intellectual joy . On one occasion he found himself at breakfast , Sunday morning , on the same seat where he had break- fasted the day before - not ...
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... labor in a praiseworthy work , and the kindliness of his tem- per to do a favor to a friend . He was conspicuous for spirit , candor , and friend- ship . He was faithful and true , fearless and warm- hearted ; loved learning and ...
... labor in a praiseworthy work , and the kindliness of his tem- per to do a favor to a friend . He was conspicuous for spirit , candor , and friend- ship . He was faithful and true , fearless and warm- hearted ; loved learning and ...
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Page 406 - 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 183 - 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 407 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting — "Get thee back into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! — quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Page 371 - And he shakes his feeble head. That it seems as if he said, " They are gone." The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom; And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Page 407 - ... thing of evil ! — prophet Fa*y still, if bird or devil!— ^ Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted — On this home by Horror haunted — tell me truly, I implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead? — tell me — tell me, I implore! Quoth the raven,
Page 406 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; 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
Page 91 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of nature, and, though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. His to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who, with filial confidence inspired, Can lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say —
Page 406 - But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore — What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Page 284 - They climb up into my turret O'er the arms and back of my chair; If I try to escape, they surround me; They seem to be everywhere.
Page 377 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.