The Spirit of the English MagazinesMonroe and Francis, 1825 - American periodicals |
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... dark and deep , Where the wild sea - natures sleep , - Those great children of the billows , Tumbling on their restless pillows ! Summer , Summer , art thou gone Is the Autumn pale alone , With her crown of faithless leaves , - Like a ...
... dark and deep , Where the wild sea - natures sleep , - Those great children of the billows , Tumbling on their restless pillows ! Summer , Summer , art thou gone Is the Autumn pale alone , With her crown of faithless leaves , - Like a ...
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... dark columns amid the sky The giant palms ascended on high ; And the mosque's gilded minaret Glistened and glanced as the daylight set . Over the town a crimson haze Gathered and hung of the evening's rays ; And far beyond , like molten ...
... dark columns amid the sky The giant palms ascended on high ; And the mosque's gilded minaret Glistened and glanced as the daylight set . Over the town a crimson haze Gathered and hung of the evening's rays ; And far beyond , like molten ...
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... dark , now bright , As now they met , now shrank away , [ day . From the gaze that watched and worshipped their They stood on the deck , and the midnight gale Just waved the maiden's silver veil- Just lifted a curl , as if to show The ...
... dark , now bright , As now they met , now shrank away , [ day . From the gaze that watched and worshipped their They stood on the deck , and the midnight gale Just waved the maiden's silver veil- Just lifted a curl , as if to show The ...
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... dark - eyed girl -- had felt their bitterest thrall ! The very air t Seemed as it brought reproach ! there was no eye To look delighted , welcome none was there ! She felt as feels an outcast wandering by Where every door is closed ...
... dark - eyed girl -- had felt their bitterest thrall ! The very air t Seemed as it brought reproach ! there was no eye To look delighted , welcome none was there ! She felt as feels an outcast wandering by Where every door is closed ...
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... dark , -the walls looked cold and All - all spoke poverty and suffering ! All - all was changed ; and but one only thing Kept its old place ! ROSALIE'S mandolin Hung on the wall , where it had ever been . There was one other room , and ...
... dark , -the walls looked cold and All - all spoke poverty and suffering ! All - all was changed ; and but one only thing Kept its old place ! ROSALIE'S mandolin Hung on the wall , where it had ever been . There was one other room , and ...
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Page 379 - O that I had wings like a dove : for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Page 258 - Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no ; they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before Its hour, and merge our soul in the great shore.
Page 479 - Was on the streams of Guadalquiver, To gold converting, one by one, The ripples of the mighty river, Beside me on the bank was seated A Seville girl, with auburn hair, And eyes that might the world have cheated, — A wild, bright, wicked, diamond pair ! She stooped, and wrote upon the sand, Just as the loving sun was going, With such a soft, small, shining hand, I could have sworn 't was silver flowing. Her words were three, and not one more, What could Diana's motto be ? The siren wrote upon the...
Page 479 - When words come down like dews unsought With gleams of deep enthusiast thought, And fancy in her heaven flies free — They come, my love, they come from thee.
Page 112 - PITY the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door, Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span ; Oh, give relief, and heaven will bless your store.
Page 263 - O'er beauty's fall ; Her praise resounds no more, when mantled in her pall. The most beloved on earth Not long survives to-day ; So music past is obsolete, And yet 'twas sweet, 'twas passing sweet, But now 'tis gone away...
Page 340 - is there not a window in your house on purpose for you to look through?" " For all that," resumed the pendulum, "it is very dark here: and although there is a window, I dare not stop, even for an instant, to look out.
Page 340 - may I be allowed to inquire, if that exertion was at all fatiguing or disagreeable to you ?" " Not in the least," replied the pendulum; " it is not of six strokes that I complain, nor of sixty, but of millions.
Page 112 - Heaven has brought me to the state you see ; And your condition may be soon like mine, The child of sorrow and of misery.
Page 50 - ... repressed with a smile the hopes of his friends, and told them he had lived long enough. As his life drew near a close, the eager yet decorous solicitude of his fellow townsmen increased.