A Manual of American Literature: Designed for the Use of Schools of Advanced GradesCowperthwait, 1872 - 364 páginas |
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... wild wind went moaning everywhere , Lamenting the dead children of the air ! But the next Spring a stranger sight was seen- A sight that never yet by bard was sung , As great a wonder as it would have been If some dumb animal had found ...
... wild wind went moaning everywhere , Lamenting the dead children of the air ! But the next Spring a stranger sight was seen- A sight that never yet by bard was sung , As great a wonder as it would have been If some dumb animal had found ...
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... wild and sweet . From all the country round these birds were brought , By order of the town , with anxious quest , And , loosened from their wicker prisons , sought In woods and fields the places they loved best , Singing loud canticles ...
... wild and sweet . From all the country round these birds were brought , By order of the town , with anxious quest , And , loosened from their wicker prisons , sought In woods and fields the places they loved best , Singing loud canticles ...
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... wild In our embraces we again enfold her , She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden , in her Father's mansion , Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion , Shall we behold her face . And though at ...
... wild In our embraces we again enfold her , She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden , in her Father's mansion , Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion , Shall we behold her face . And though at ...
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... wild vine That trails all over it , and to the twigs Ties fast her clusters . There the spice - bush lifts Her leafy lances ; the viburnum there , Paler of foliage , to the sun holds up Her circlet of green berries . In and out The ...
... wild vine That trails all over it , and to the twigs Ties fast her clusters . There the spice - bush lifts Her leafy lances ; the viburnum there , Paler of foliage , to the sun holds up Her circlet of green berries . In and out The ...
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... September noon , has bathed his heated brow In thy cool current . Shouting boys , let loose For a wild holiday , have quaintly shaped Into a cup the folded linden leaf , And dipped thy sliding crystal . From the wars Returning BRYANT . 67.
... September noon , has bathed his heated brow In thy cool current . Shouting boys , let loose For a wild holiday , have quaintly shaped Into a cup the folded linden leaf , And dipped thy sliding crystal . From the wars Returning BRYANT . 67.
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Página 147 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '"Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Página 99 - So all night long the storm roared on : The morning broke without a sun ; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature's geometric signs, In starry flake, and pellicle, All day the hoary meteor fell ; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own. Around the glistening wonder bent The blue walls of the firmament, No cloud above, no earth below, — A universe of sky and snow...
Página 257 - The very character of the people seemed changed. There was a busy, bustling, disputatious tone about it, instead of the accustomed phlegm and drowsy tranquillity. He looked in vain for the sage Nicholas Vedder, with his broad face, double chin, and fair long pipe, uttering clouds of tobacco smoke instead of idle speeches; or Van Bummel, the schoolmaster, doling forth the contents of an ancient newspaper.
Página 39 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers so blue and golden. Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.
Página 149 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted— nevermore!
Página 255 - The very village was altered; it was larger and more populous. There were rows of houses which he had never seen before, and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared. Strange names were over the doors, strange faces at the windows — everything was strange.
Página 55 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair!
Página 256 - He recognized on the sign, however, the ruby face of King George, under which he had smoked so many a peaceful pipe; but even this was singularly metamorphosed. The red coat was changed for one of blue and buff, a sword was held in the hand instead of a sceptre, the head was decorated with a cocked hat, and underneath was painted in large characters, GENERAL WASHINGTON.
Página 43 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows.
Página 153 - That close the pestilence are broke, And crowded cities wail its stroke; Come in consumption's ghastly form, The earthquake shock, the ocean storm; Come when the heart beats high and warm With banquet song, and dance, and wine: And thou art terrible — the tear. The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier, And all we know, or dream, or fear Of asronv are thine.