The Living Authors of America: 1st serStringer and Townsend, 1850 - 365 páginas |
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... The family likeness is too strong to admit of a doubt . As we have remarked before , this does not invariably ignore the existence of genius , it merely throws it out of its universality : we use 24 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
... The family likeness is too strong to admit of a doubt . As we have remarked before , this does not invariably ignore the existence of genius , it merely throws it out of its universality : we use 24 COOPER . JAMES FENIMORE.
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... doubt if every vivid description does not bring palpably before his vision the scene related . As a piece of this fine word painting we quote the following . " The near approach of the strange gondola now attracted the whole attention ...
... doubt if every vivid description does not bring palpably before his vision the scene related . As a piece of this fine word painting we quote the following . " The near approach of the strange gondola now attracted the whole attention ...
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... doubt not the poor fellow hath struck a blow since quit- ting the palace that the council will not forgive ! The sight of gold hath been too strong , and he hath offended those who have so long borne with him . God forgive me , that I ...
... doubt not the poor fellow hath struck a blow since quit- ting the palace that the council will not forgive ! The sight of gold hath been too strong , and he hath offended those who have so long borne with him . God forgive me , that I ...
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... doubt- ful . Forbidden to stir even a hand , and almost afraid to breathe , lest they should expose the frail fabric to the fury of the stream , the anxious passengers watched the glancing waters in feverish sus- JAMES FENIMORE 41 COOPER .
... doubt- ful . Forbidden to stir even a hand , and almost afraid to breathe , lest they should expose the frail fabric to the fury of the stream , the anxious passengers watched the glancing waters in feverish sus- JAMES FENIMORE 41 COOPER .
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... doubt , be considered as either those of the partisan or the foe . We wish to avoid all onesidedness , and to carry the greatest truth - speakingness into effect . No man of genius need fear criticism , however boldly uttered ; it is ...
... doubt , be considered as either those of the partisan or the foe . We wish to avoid all onesidedness , and to carry the greatest truth - speakingness into effect . No man of genius need fear criticism , however boldly uttered ; it is ...
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Página 127 - The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me Yes! that was the reason (as all men know. In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night. Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
Página 114 - TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
Página 208 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Página 84 - And marked the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill, changeless brow...
Página 129 - That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door; Darkness there and nothing more.
Página 194 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower ; and now The arena swims around him : he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Página 126 - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Página 127 - For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
Página 159 - The village smithy stands ; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Página 128 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.