The National Magazine: Devoted to Literature, Art, and Religion, Volume 7Abel Stevens, James Floy Carlton & Phillips, 1855 |
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... feeling that he did an act of as much disrespect to himself as to his officer . It takes a genuine gentle- man to impress a public body in this way , and usually the " highest style " of that character - the Christian gentleman . Dr ...
... feeling that he did an act of as much disrespect to himself as to his officer . It takes a genuine gentle- man to impress a public body in this way , and usually the " highest style " of that character - the Christian gentleman . Dr ...
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... feelings of dread at all likely to be as- suaged by the reception awaiting us on our entrance . For as we emerge from ... feeling that the divine Avenger is frowning upon our attempt to navigate a flood environed by the monuments of his ...
... feelings of dread at all likely to be as- suaged by the reception awaiting us on our entrance . For as we emerge from ... feeling that the divine Avenger is frowning upon our attempt to navigate a flood environed by the monuments of his ...
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... feelings of drowsiness , which have long been creeping over us , become quite over- powering . A hot , blistering hurricane is rising from the south - east , which soon con- verts the air into a consuming furnace , beneath whose ...
... feelings of drowsiness , which have long been creeping over us , become quite over- powering . A hot , blistering hurricane is rising from the south - east , which soon con- verts the air into a consuming furnace , beneath whose ...
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... feeling his way , as it were , with a rough thorny cane , and bearing a basket of his own rude workmanship on one arm , filled with fruits or vegetables , and far streaming down over his red gar- ment fell his white beard and hair ...
... feeling his way , as it were , with a rough thorny cane , and bearing a basket of his own rude workmanship on one arm , filled with fruits or vegetables , and far streaming down over his red gar- ment fell his white beard and hair ...
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... feeling at every step how useless was the search . I called aloud through all the house and in the garden - no voice replied - from that night my home was desolate , and more than that my heart was desolate . Once again I saw her like a ...
... feeling at every step how useless was the search . I called aloud through all the house and in the garden - no voice replied - from that night my home was desolate , and more than that my heart was desolate . Once again I saw her like a ...
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Página 135 - WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied—- We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. For when the morn came, dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
Página 5 - For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thundering sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew.
Página 4 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Página 6 - No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Página 7 - Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square, The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy ! Are these thy serious thoughts ? Ah ! turn thine eyes Where the poor houseless, shivering female lies.
Página 30 - Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of Power divine, Supremest Wisdom, and primeval Love. 19 Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
Página 7 - Where then, ah ! where shall poverty reside, To 'scape the pressure of contiguous pride ? If to some common's fenceless limits...
Página 343 - Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder? Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength : He goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted, Neither turneth he back from the sword.
Página 46 - For, behold, I create new heavens and a new earth : and the former shall not be remembered, nor come into mind. But be ye glad and rejoice for ever in that which I create : for, behold, I create Jerusalem a rejoicing, and her people a joy.
Página 9 - Redress the rigours of the inclement clime; Aid slighted truth with thy persuasive strain ; Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain ; Teach him, that states of native strength...