Introduction to American Literature: Including Illustrative Selections, with NotesSibley, 1903 - 550 pages |
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Page 140
... turned to good account in his admirable sea stories . His naval career was cut short by his falling in love . In January , 1811 , he married a Miss De Lancey , a lady of Hu- guenot family , and five months later he tendered his resig ...
... turned to good account in his admirable sea stories . His naval career was cut short by his falling in love . In January , 1811 , he married a Miss De Lancey , a lady of Hu- guenot family , and five months later he tendered his resig ...
Page 147
... turned into an incurable dropsy . When the physician told him there was no longer any hope , he re- ceived the announcement with the manly courage that had characterized him all through life . He gave up the literary projects he was ...
... turned into an incurable dropsy . When the physician told him there was no longer any hope , he re- ceived the announcement with the manly courage that had characterized him all through life . He gave up the literary projects he was ...
Page 157
... turned his experience into verse . In " The Journey of Life , " written at this time , we find the following pathetic lines : " Beneath the waning moon I walk at night , - And muse on human life for all around Are dim uncertain shapes ...
... turned his experience into verse . In " The Journey of Life , " written at this time , we find the following pathetic lines : " Beneath the waning moon I walk at night , - And muse on human life for all around Are dim uncertain shapes ...
Page 173
... turned adrift . He went to New York , where his story of " Arthur Gordon Pym " was published by the Harpers in 1838. It is a tale of the sea , written with the simplicity of style and cir- cumstantiality of detail that give such charm ...
... turned adrift . He went to New York , where his story of " Arthur Gordon Pym " was published by the Harpers in 1838. It is a tale of the sea , written with the simplicity of style and cir- cumstantiality of detail that give such charm ...
Page 191
... turned to the future with perpetual youth , and his message always carried with it encouragement and hope . He sympathized with every reformatory movement that promised a better social condition . He favored the aboli- tion of slavery ...
... turned to the future with perpetual youth , and his message always carried with it encouragement and hope . He sympathized with every reformatory movement that promised a better social condition . He favored the aboli- tion of slavery ...
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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!