Southern Literary Messenger, Zväzok 29Jno. R. Thompson, 1859 |
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Strana 12
... beautiful part of the country . The streams ran clear and sparkling from the mountains , -the wild pigeon , the omemee , flitted from tree to tree , and the deer ran through the forest . Notwithstanding this abundance of life and beauty ...
... beautiful part of the country . The streams ran clear and sparkling from the mountains , -the wild pigeon , the omemee , flitted from tree to tree , and the deer ran through the forest . Notwithstanding this abundance of life and beauty ...
Strana 18
... beautiful earth , and perchance , the sublime system with which it is connected , move suspend- ed in space , forming a part of that wonder- ful harmony and concord which has been said to constitute the music or harmony of the spheres ...
... beautiful earth , and perchance , the sublime system with which it is connected , move suspend- ed in space , forming a part of that wonder- ful harmony and concord which has been said to constitute the music or harmony of the spheres ...
Strana 36
... beautiful brow of conceal- ment ! -those tender lips of falsehood , of treachery ! Treachery ? Were wo- men treacherous ? Could eyes and lips and sighs and bashful glances lie ? It was incredible , monstrous ! If this were so , then ...
... beautiful brow of conceal- ment ! -those tender lips of falsehood , of treachery ! Treachery ? Were wo- men treacherous ? Could eyes and lips and sighs and bashful glances lie ? It was incredible , monstrous ! If this were so , then ...
Strana 37
... beautiful animal , full of spirit and fire , his weary brow cleared up slightly . All at once a hand was laid upon his shoulder . He turned round . Captain Wagner was beside him ; and his face wore the same cold and gloomy expres- sion ...
... beautiful animal , full of spirit and fire , his weary brow cleared up slightly . All at once a hand was laid upon his shoulder . He turned round . Captain Wagner was beside him ; and his face wore the same cold and gloomy expres- sion ...
Strana 38
... beautiful young woman , so innocent and pure - looking , his racking suspicions began to disappear , and his ... beautiful ! -so very beau- tiful ! Are you true ? " She turned her head quickly and fixed upon him a glance which seemed ...
... beautiful young woman , so innocent and pure - looking , his racking suspicions began to disappear , and his ... beautiful ! -so very beau- tiful ! Are you true ? " She turned her head quickly and fixed upon him a glance which seemed ...
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Adam Bede arms ARTHUR LEE Ascanius Baker Sewing Machine beautiful blood Butterton Cannie Captain Wagner character child Christian Court dear death dream Earl EDMUND RANDOLPH eyes face fair Falconbridge father favour feel gazed genius gentleman George give Glaucon Greenway Greenway Court Grover & Baker hand head heard heart honour hour human Kerlerec King light Lightfoot lips look Lord Fairfax Lord Macaulay Lordship matter ment mind Miss Argal nature never night noble Novel o'er passed person pleasure poet Polite Powys present prisoner profes reader reply Richmond scrofulous seemed Sir William Hamilton sleep slumber smile Socrates soon soul SOUTHERN LITERARY MESSENGER speak speech spirit strange sweet tears tender Tenn thee thing thou thought tion true truth turned Virginia voice William words write
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Strana 143 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, "Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly * death itself awakes...
Strana 144 - Sleepless! and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep! by any stealth: So do not let me wear...
Strana 224 - I myself thought good to imitate the Italian fashion by this forked cutting of meate, not only while I was in Italy, but also in Germany, and oftentimes in England since I came home...
Strana 143 - Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Strana 320 - She smiled on many just for fun ; I knew that there was nothing in it ; I was the first — the only — one Her heart had thought of for a minute : I knew it, for she told me so In phrase which was divinely moulded. She wrote a charming hand, and oh How sweetly all her notes were folded I Our love was like most other loves — A little glow, a little shiver, A rosebud and a pair of gloves, And
Strana 328 - Where are my friends? I am alone; No playmate shares my beaker: Some lie beneath the churchyard stone, And some — before the Speaker; And some compose a tragedy, And some compose a rondo; And some draw sword for Liberty, And some draw pleas for John Doe. Tom Mill was used to blacken eyes Without the fear of sessions; Charles...
Strana 143 - Seized on her sinless soul ? Must then that peerless form Which love and admiration cannot view Without a beating heart, those azure veins Which steal like streams along a field of snow, That lovely outline, which is fair As breathing marble, perish...
Strana 271 - 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.
Strana 143 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Strana 263 - Excudent alii spirantia mollius aera, Credo equidem, vivos ducent de marmore vultus, Orabunt causas melius, caelique meatus Describent radio et surgentia sidera dicent; Tu regere imperio populos, Romane, memento : Hae tibi erunt artes, pacisque imponere morem, Parcere subiectis, et debellare superbos.