The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Volume 1H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley H. Bigelow, Esq., editor and proprietor, 1817 - American literature |
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... John Pierpont , Esq . Baltimore . B. Eddes . SOON after the discovery of America , citizens , to names that would adorn the and when little was known of it , with annals of any age or nation ; and in certainty , but its existence , a ...
... John Pierpont , Esq . Baltimore . B. Eddes . SOON after the discovery of America , citizens , to names that would adorn the and when little was known of it , with annals of any age or nation ; and in certainty , but its existence , a ...
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... John , and afterwards night ; but , from the extremity of his the 14th , 15th , and 16th , were read to distress , was obliged to desist before he him ; he listened attentively , and re had finished . marked to a considerable extent ...
... John , and afterwards night ; but , from the extremity of his the 14th , 15th , and 16th , were read to distress , was obliged to desist before he him ; he listened attentively , and re had finished . marked to a considerable extent ...
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... John Griscom , on Chemistry and Natural Philosophy . The reports made to the Society by the Committees , to whose consideration these several subjects were referred , are subjoined . They will serve to exhibit the spirit in which the ...
... John Griscom , on Chemistry and Natural Philosophy . The reports made to the Society by the Committees , to whose consideration these several subjects were referred , are subjoined . They will serve to exhibit the spirit in which the ...
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... John Le Conte , Esq . Dr. Rafineau Alire Delile , the learned editor of the Flora of Egypt , and who , while finish ing his course of education at the Medical School of this city , industriously collected the native plants of our island ...
... John Le Conte , Esq . Dr. Rafineau Alire Delile , the learned editor of the Flora of Egypt , and who , while finish ing his course of education at the Medical School of this city , industriously collected the native plants of our island ...
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... John Wesley , was lately held in London : the fol- lowing is a recapitulation of the number of members in the Society , and of regular tra- velling preachers : - In Great Britain , In Ireland , In France , At Brussels , At Gibraltar ...
... John Wesley , was lately held in London : the fol- lowing is a recapitulation of the number of members in the Society , and of regular tra- velling preachers : - In Great Britain , In Ireland , In France , At Brussels , At Gibraltar ...
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Page 10 - At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
Page 296 - No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Page 296 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Page 296 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Page 296 - Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
Page 349 - Nor look'd upon the earth with human eyes ; The thirst of their ambition was not mine, The aim of their existence was not mine ; My joys, my griefs, my passions, and my powers, Made me a stranger ; though I wore the form, I had no sympathy with breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon.
Page 9 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Page 296 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Page 349 - Or to look, list'ning, on the scattered leaves, While Autumn winds were at their evening song. These were my pastimes, and to be alone ; For if the beings, of whom I was one, — Hating to be so, — cross'd me in my path, I felt myself degraded back to them, And was all clay again.
Page 422 - I stoop not to despair; For I have battled with mine agony, And made me wings wherewith to overfly The narrow circus of my dungeon wall...