The American Monthly Magazine, Volumen 1Peirce and Williams, 1829 |
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... night you may lay your ear to the ground , and hear that faintest of murmurs , the sound of growing things . I used to think when I was a child that it was fairy music . If you have been used to rising early , you have not forgotten how ...
... night you may lay your ear to the ground , and hear that faintest of murmurs , the sound of growing things . I used to think when I was a child that it was fairy music . If you have been used to rising early , you have not forgotten how ...
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... night as if the moonbeams were splintering like arrows on the ground ; and you listen to it the more earnestly that it is the going on of one of the most cunning and beautiful of nature's deep mysteries . I know nothing so wonderful as ...
... night as if the moonbeams were splintering like arrows on the ground ; and you listen to it the more earnestly that it is the going on of one of the most cunning and beautiful of nature's deep mysteries . I know nothing so wonderful as ...
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... night and day , with a boy's impassioned and indefinite longing . She was a married woman , perhaps twenty years older than I , but very - very beautiful . She was like one's idea of a countess - large , but perfectly light and graceful ...
... night and day , with a boy's impassioned and indefinite longing . She was a married woman , perhaps twenty years older than I , but very - very beautiful . She was like one's idea of a countess - large , but perfectly light and graceful ...
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... night in December , and there was not a sound to be heard beyond his just audible breathing . It wanted but a quarter to one , and I began to anticipate the striking of the large clock which stood in the farthest corner of the room in ...
... night in December , and there was not a sound to be heard beyond his just audible breathing . It wanted but a quarter to one , and I began to anticipate the striking of the large clock which stood in the farthest corner of the room in ...
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... night after night with my friend , and was certainly much unnerved by fatigue and exhaustion ; but the cir- cumstance furnishes matter of speculation to the inquirer after the phenomena of human nature . The music of church bells has ...
... night after night with my friend , and was certainly much unnerved by fatigue and exhaustion ; but the cir- cumstance furnishes matter of speculation to the inquirer after the phenomena of human nature . The music of church bells has ...
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Página 438 - Thy brother Death came, and cried, ' Wouldst thou me ? ' Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noon-tide bee, ' Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me '? — And I replied,
Página 267 - He was the man who of all modern, and perhaps ancient poets, had the largest and most comprehensive soul. All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily : when he describes anything, you more than see it, you feel it too.
Página 434 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
Página 433 - The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown ; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown : I sit upon the sands alone, The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. III. Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around...
Página 267 - This is mentioned to vindicate tragedy from the small esteem, or rather infamy, which in the account of many it undergoes at this day, with other common interludes; happening through the poets' error of intermixing comic stuff with tragic sadness and gravity, or introducing trivial and vulgar persons; which by all judicious hath been counted absurd and brought in without discretion, corruptly to gratify the people.
Página 274 - Caesar must bleed for it. And, gentle friends, Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully; Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds...
Página 438 - TO NIGHT SWIFTLY walk o'er the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, Swift be thy flight! Wrap thy form in a mantle gray, Star-inwrought! Blind with thine hair the eyes of Day; Kiss her until she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand— Come, long-sought!
Página 260 - Next, for hear me out now, readers, that I may tell ye whither my younger feet wandered, I betook me among those lofty fables and romances which recount in solemn cantos the deeds of knighthood founded by our victorious kings, and from hence had in renown over all Christendom.
Página 21 - And time and place are lost ; where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand...
Página 168 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.