Anglo-American Literature and MannersC. Scribner, 1852 - 328 pages |
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... Opinion on the French Revolu- tion , . PAGE 1 4 8 11 17 • SEC . VI.-M. De Lafayette - The French Emigrés , 29 SEC . VII . - Brockden Brown - Washington Irving ,. 36 SEC . VIII . - The Novelist , Fennimore Cooper , 42 SEC . IX . Paulding ...
... Opinion on the French Revolu- tion , . PAGE 1 4 8 11 17 • SEC . VI.-M. De Lafayette - The French Emigrés , 29 SEC . VII . - Brockden Brown - Washington Irving ,. 36 SEC . VIII . - The Novelist , Fennimore Cooper , 42 SEC . IX . Paulding ...
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... Opinion - The American Press and its Excesses - Helps , CHAPTER V. SEC . I. - Joel Barlow , Dwight , Colton - Washington , a Heroic Poem -Robert Payne and Charles Sprague - Dana , Drake 166 • · 169 . 176 and Pierrepont - Women - Poets ...
... Opinion - The American Press and its Excesses - Helps , CHAPTER V. SEC . I. - Joel Barlow , Dwight , Colton - Washington , a Heroic Poem -Robert Payne and Charles Sprague - Dana , Drake 166 • · 169 . 176 and Pierrepont - Women - Poets ...
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... opinions never agree with those of his friend M. de Lafayette . The first time that this celebrated name appears in his journal , he says- " Lafayette is too full of politics ; he appears to be too republican for the genius of hist ...
... opinions never agree with those of his friend M. de Lafayette . The first time that this celebrated name appears in his journal , he says- " Lafayette is too full of politics ; he appears to be too republican for the genius of hist ...
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... opinions , and did not cease to cry out to every party that they were losing themselves and ruining the liberty of ... OPINION ON THE FRENCH REvo- LUTION . I think that no other observer was so happily placed as Morris , to get a view of ...
... opinions , and did not cease to cry out to every party that they were losing themselves and ruining the liberty of ... OPINION ON THE FRENCH REvo- LUTION . I think that no other observer was so happily placed as Morris , to get a view of ...
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... opinions are neither exaggerated nor wanting , but singularly redoubt- able . He shows no favor to pretension . Does a vanity hide itself under a virtue ; does a feebleness put on the robe of glory , the American is inexorable ...
... opinions are neither exaggerated nor wanting , but singularly redoubt- able . He shows no favor to pretension . Does a vanity hide itself under a virtue ; does a feebleness put on the robe of glory , the American is inexorable ...
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Page 195 - The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Page 193 - Thou, in sunny solitudes, Rover of the underwoods, The green silence dost displace With thy mellow, breezy bass.
Page 187 - Oh ! you might deem the spot The spacious cavern of some virgin mine, Deep in the womb of earth — where the gems grow, And diamonds put forth radiant rods and bud With amethyst and topaz — and the place Lit up, most royally, with the pure beam That dwells in them. Or haply the vast hall Of fairy palace, that outlasts the night...
Page 206 - Still stands the forest primeval ; but under the shade of its branches Dwells another race, with other customs and language. Only along the shore of the mournful and misty Atlantic Linger a few Acadian peasants, whose fathers from exile Wandered back to their native land to die in its bosom.
Page 80 - I turned, cocked my gun-locks silently, touched my faithful companion, and lay ready to start up and shoot the first who might attempt my life. The moment was fast approaching, and that night might have been my last in this world, had not Providence made preparations for my rescue. All was ready. The infernal hag was advancing slowly, probably contemplating the best way of despatching mo, whilst her sons should be engaged with the Indian.
Page 74 - I observed a yellowish oval spot, the appearance of which was quite new to me. Little time was left me for consideration, as the next moment a smart breeze began to agitate the taller trees.
Page 75 - One person informed me that a wire sifter had been conveyed by the gust to a distance of many miles. Another had found a cow lodged in the fork of a large half-broken tree. But, as I am disposed to relate only what I have myself seen, I...
Page 79 - I asked the woman for my watch, wound it up, and under pretence of wishing to see how the weather might probably be on the morrow, took up my gun, and walked out of the cabin. I slipped a ball into each barrel, scraped the edges of my flints, renewed the primings, and returning to the hut, gave a favorable account of my observations.
Page 77 - I discovered by its glare that it was from the hearth of a small log cabin, and that a tall figure passed and repassed between it and me, as if busily engaged in household arrangements. I reached the spot, and presenting myself at the door, asked the tall figure, which proved to be a woman, if I might take shelter under her roof for the night. Her voice was gruff, and her attire negligently thrown about her. She answered in the affirmative. I walked in, took a wooden stool, and quitely seated myself...
Page 75 - The principal force of the hurricane was now over, although millions of twigs and small branches, that had been brought from a great distance, were seen following the blast, as if drawn onwards by some mysterious power. They even floated in the air for some hours after, as if supported by the thick mass of dust that rose high above the ground.