Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Zväzky 9–10John Sartain, Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart John Sartain & Company, 1851 |
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Strana 274
... heerd sum'at like a blast on a horn an ' a splash ; an ' lookin ' round fur Ben - knowin ' he'd been galivantin ' on the bottom afore - I seed he were gone . It's a comfort to think he didn't stay to see her given up - ' twould ' ve ...
... heerd sum'at like a blast on a horn an ' a splash ; an ' lookin ' round fur Ben - knowin ' he'd been galivantin ' on the bottom afore - I seed he were gone . It's a comfort to think he didn't stay to see her given up - ' twould ' ve ...
Strana 275
... heerd old officers say , over an ' over agin , were the very best that iver trod a cruiser's dicks - there were niver another like Ben . " " But what about the stone at Valparaiso ? " said I. Here his old enemy , which had delayed its ...
... heerd old officers say , over an ' over agin , were the very best that iver trod a cruiser's dicks - there were niver another like Ben . " " But what about the stone at Valparaiso ? " said I. Here his old enemy , which had delayed its ...
Strana 276
... heerd him tell o ' two frigate - fights in the West Indies under old Truck , besides boat sarvice , an ' privateer cruises , an ' , what he were most proud o ' , commandin ' a gun in the old Con- stitution when she sunk the Gurriere ...
... heerd him tell o ' two frigate - fights in the West Indies under old Truck , besides boat sarvice , an ' privateer cruises , an ' , what he were most proud o ' , commandin ' a gun in the old Con- stitution when she sunk the Gurriere ...
Strana 277
... heerd Ben spin a eye , and bethink me that his mind , in its musing tough one up the Straits , about a shoal o ' mar- mood , was always grubbing at the bottom of the maids , which boarded the Psyche , in these very sea , he reminds me ...
... heerd Ben spin a eye , and bethink me that his mind , in its musing tough one up the Straits , about a shoal o ' mar- mood , was always grubbing at the bottom of the maids , which boarded the Psyche , in these very sea , he reminds me ...
Strana 278
... heerd them say as knowed , wor a fine likeness o ' Psyche , as wor the god o ' love's misses herself , -an ' coverin ' his head agin , he twists the glass round till he hits the focus . Arter that , he slues his head , and overhauls me ...
... heerd them say as knowed , wor a fine likeness o ' Psyche , as wor the god o ' love's misses herself , -an ' coverin ' his head agin , he twists the glass round till he hits the focus . Arter that , he slues his head , and overhauls me ...
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Strana 250 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near...
Strana 369 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Strana 330 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies: She drew an angel down.
Strana 329 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?
Strana 192 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Strana 366 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Strana 216 - Behold, I go forward, but he is not there ; and backward, but I cannot perceive him : on the left hand, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him : he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him : but he knoweth the way that I take : when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Strana 395 - BY THE rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof: for there they that carried us away captive required of us a song ; And they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, " Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Strana 25 - There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Strana 47 - Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, 'What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, ' The names of those who love the Lord.