A Short History of America's Literature: With Selections from Colonial and Revolutionary WritersHoughton, Mifflin, 1907 - 255 páginas |
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... Indians . Nevertheless , our old friend , John Smith , wrote a book on Virginia , and George Sandys completed on Virginian soil his translation of Ovid's Metamor- phoses . These men , however , were only visitors to America ; and ...
... Indians . Nevertheless , our old friend , John Smith , wrote a book on Virginia , and George Sandys completed on Virginian soil his translation of Ovid's Metamor- phoses . These men , however , were only visitors to America ; and ...
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... Indians . JONATHAN EDWARDS 1703-1758 Then there was such poverty in the Edwards family that fresh , whole sheets of paper were a rare luxury , and the thoughts of the keenest mind in the land were jotted down on the backs of letters or ...
... Indians . JONATHAN EDWARDS 1703-1758 Then there was such poverty in the Edwards family that fresh , whole sheets of paper were a rare luxury , and the thoughts of the keenest mind in the land were jotted down on the backs of letters or ...
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... Indian Bible is a part of literature , if not of American literature . There was the witty grum- bler , Nathaniel Ward , the " Simple Cobler of Agawam ; " William Byrd , who described so graphically the dangers and difficulties of ...
... Indian Bible is a part of literature , if not of American literature . There was the witty grum- bler , Nathaniel Ward , the " Simple Cobler of Agawam ; " William Byrd , who described so graphically the dangers and difficulties of ...
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... Indian , for instance , had hardly ap- peared in literature ; Freneau was the first to see that there was something poetic in the pathos of a vanishing race . In all the rhyming of the two centuries immedi- ately preceding 1800 , there ...
... Indian , for instance , had hardly ap- peared in literature ; Freneau was the first to see that there was something poetic in the pathos of a vanishing race . In all the rhyming of the two centuries immedi- ately preceding 1800 , there ...
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... Indian good material for literature ; but to him the red man was neither pathetic nor romantic , he was simply a terrible danger of the western wilderness . Arthur During the fifty years of the Revolutionary period , the literary spirit ...
... Indian good material for literature ; but to him the red man was neither pathetic nor romantic , he was simply a terrible danger of the western wilderness . Arthur During the fifty years of the Revolutionary period , the literary spirit ...
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Página 202 - THESE are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.
Página 116 - O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Página 201 - There is a just God, who presides over the destinies of nations ; and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone ; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.
Página 99 - 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 101 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
Página 207 - Still one thing more, fellowcitizens — a wise and frugal government, which shall restrain men from injuring one another, which shall leave them otherwise free to regulate their own pursuits of industry and improvement, and shall not take from the mouth of labor the bread it has earned.
Página 201 - Peace — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish ? What would they have ? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery ? Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Página 199 - Mr President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty?
Página 209 - In looking forward to the moment which is intended to terminate the career of my public life, my feelings do not permit me to suspend the deep acknowledgment of that debt of gratitude which I owe to my beloved country, for the many honors it has conferred upon me...
Página 75 - Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers.