Literary Masterpieces: Franklin: Irving: Bryant: Webster: Everett: Longfellow: Hawthorne: Whittier: Emerson: Holmes: Lowell: Poe: Henry: Wirt: Johnson: Timrod: Lanier: TabbHoughton, Mifflin, 1904 - 433 páginas |
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... . CLOVER . FERN SONG A LAMENT EVOLUTION THE SLEEPING BEAUTY AN INTERVIEW A LEGACY · LANIER'S FLUTE . 423 · 426 428 430 431 431 432 432 · 433 • 433 433 LITERARY MASTERPIECES . WASHINGTON IRVING . BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH . IRVING viii CONTENTS .
... . CLOVER . FERN SONG A LAMENT EVOLUTION THE SLEEPING BEAUTY AN INTERVIEW A LEGACY · LANIER'S FLUTE . 423 · 426 428 430 431 431 432 432 · 433 • 433 433 LITERARY MASTERPIECES . WASHINGTON IRVING . BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH . IRVING viii CONTENTS .
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... Beauty in the Wood has the same theme ; so has the story of Epimenides of Crete , who lived in the sixth or seventh century before Christ . He was said to have fallen asleep in a cave when a boy , and to have awaked at the end of fifty ...
... Beauty in the Wood has the same theme ; so has the story of Epimenides of Crete , who lived in the sixth or seventh century before Christ . He was said to have fallen asleep in a cave when a boy , and to have awaked at the end of fifty ...
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... beauty , and she glides Into his darker musings , with a mild And healing sympathy , that steals away Their sharpness , ere he is aware . When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over the spirit , and sad images -- Of ...
... beauty , and she glides Into his darker musings , with a mild And healing sympathy , that steals away Their sharpness , ere he is aware . When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over the spirit , and sad images -- Of ...
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... beauty and dignity of the natural world existed only in the poet's fancy . Let such men speak for themselves , who un- doubtedly appear to have been spawned forth by Nature with a contemptuous bitterness ; she having plastered them up ...
... beauty and dignity of the natural world existed only in the poet's fancy . Let such men speak for themselves , who un- doubtedly appear to have been spawned forth by Nature with a contemptuous bitterness ; she having plastered them up ...
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... beauty , both gay and pensive . The sym- pathies of these two men instructed them with a pro- founder sense than either could have attained alone . Their minds accorded into one strain , and made delight- ful music which neither of them ...
... beauty , both gay and pensive . The sym- pathies of these two men instructed them with a pro- founder sense than either could have attained alone . Their minds accorded into one strain , and made delight- ful music which neither of them ...
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Página 350 - Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!
Página 39 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 354 - thing of evil— prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us, by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore— Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore!
Página 353 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch...
Página 37 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 356 - DURING the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.
Página 349 - This it is and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Página 76 - NAUTILUS This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Página 38 - To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share and treads upon : the oak Shall send his roots abroad and pierce thy mould.
Página 351 - For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as 'Nevermore.