The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volume 18Leavitt, Trow, & Company, 1873 - American literature |
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... turned to one of the remaining guests and said , ' I envy that young man , not for his youth , nor for his fame , nor even for his handsome wife , but for his faith . He seems to believe in something , and that makes a man really happy ...
... turned to one of the remaining guests and said , ' I envy that young man , not for his youth , nor for his fame , nor even for his handsome wife , but for his faith . He seems to believe in something , and that makes a man really happy ...
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... turned out an act of still greater foolhardiness was an article in the Cor- respondant ' of October , 1858 ( published separately in England ) , entitled Un Dé- bat sur l'Inde au Parlement anglais , ' which he made the vehicle of such ...
... turned out an act of still greater foolhardiness was an article in the Cor- respondant ' of October , 1858 ( published separately in England ) , entitled Un Dé- bat sur l'Inde au Parlement anglais , ' which he made the vehicle of such ...
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... Turning to a photo- graph , he described , by reference to it , a feat which he had accomplished some time previously , and which had brought him almost under the green water of the ... turned to the left over the 26 July , NIAGARA FALLS .
... Turning to a photo- graph , he described , by reference to it , a feat which he had accomplished some time previously , and which had brought him almost under the green water of the ... turned to the left over the 26 July , NIAGARA FALLS .
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... turned , flung myself towards the bank I had just quit- ted , and was instantly swept into shallower water . The oilcloth covering was a great in- cumbrance ; it had been made for a much stouter man , and standing upright after my ...
... turned , flung myself towards the bank I had just quit- ted , and was instantly swept into shallower water . The oilcloth covering was a great in- cumbrance ; it had been made for a much stouter man , and standing upright after my ...
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... turning a sharp angle of the rock , a sudden gust of wind met us , coming from the hollow between the Falls and the ... turned back and scrambled over the loose stones to escape the conflict . The guide soon followed , and told me that ...
... turning a sharp angle of the rock , a sudden gust of wind met us , coming from the hollow between the Falls and the ... turned back and scrambled over the loose stones to escape the conflict . The guide soon followed , and told me that ...
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Page 474 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains, and of all that we behold From this green earth, of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create And what perceive ; well pleased to recognize In Nature and the language of the sense The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Page 298 - There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou — THOU art Being and Breath, And what THOU art may never be destroyed.
Page 476 - And soon with this he other matter blended, Cheerfully uttered, with demeanour kind, But stately in the main ; and, when he ended, I could have laughed myself to scorn to find In that decrepit man so firm a mind.
Page 477 - Liberty ! There came a tyrant, and with holy glee Thou fought'st against him ; but hast vainly striven : Thou from thy Alpine holds at length art driven, Where not a torrent murmurs heard by thee. Of one deep bliss thine ear hath been bereft : Then cleave, O cleave to that which still is left ; For, high-souled maid, what sorrow would it be That mountain floods should thunder as before, And ocean bellow from his rocky shore, And neither awful voice be heard by thee...
Page 473 - Ah! Then, if mine had been the Painter's hand, To express what then I saw, and add the gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile Amid a world how different from this!
Page 473 - One lesson, shepherd, let us two divide, Taught both by what she shows, and what conceals • Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
Page 476 - God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Page 566 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 471 - I trust is their destiny, to console the afflicted, to add sunshine to daylight by making the happy happier, to teach the young and the gracious of every age, to see, to think and feel, and therefore to become more actively and securely virtuous...
Page 474 - Of woods decaying, never to be decayed, The stationary blasts of waterfalls, And in the narrow rent at every turn Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the wayside As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens, Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light— Were all like workings...