The Life and Letters of Mrs. Emily C. Judson |
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Page 7 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Page 230 - Canst thou bind the sweet influences of the Pleiades, Or loose the bands of Orion? Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? Or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons?
Page 329 - So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Page 146 - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone...
Page 92 - Tis less of earth than heaven.. Her every tone is music's own, Like those of morning birds, And something more than melody Dwells ever in her words; The coinage of her heart are they, And from her lips each flows As one may see the burdened bee Forth issue from the rose.
Page 233 - Lo, the poor Indian, whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, and hears Him in the wind...
Page 141 - Ask me no more. Ask me no more: what answer should I give? I love not hollow cheek or faded eye : Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die ! Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live; Ask me no more.
Page 287 - God, thou hast a fountain stirred, Whose waters never more shall rest! This beautiful, mysterious thing, This seeming visitant from heaven, This bird with the immortal wing, To me — to me, thy hand has given. The pulse first caught its tiny stroke, The blood its crimson hue, from...
Page 286 - Ere last year's moon had left the sky, A birdling sought my Indian nest And folded, oh so lovingly! Her tiny wings upon my breast.
Page 188 - and I suppose they think me an old man, and imagine it is nothing for one like me to resign a life so full of trials. But I am not old — at least in that sense ; you know I am not. Oh , no man ever left this world with more inviting prospects, with brighter hopes or warmer feelings — warmer feelings,' he repeated, and burst into tears.
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U.S. Women Writers and the Discourses of Colonialism, 1825-1861 Etsuko Taketani Limited preview - 2003 |