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... seen that this work may be used , apart from its specific intent , as a repository from which to draw selec- tions either for reading or for declamation , and thus , in a great measure , answer the ends of both advanced " Readers " and ...
... seen that this work may be used , apart from its specific intent , as a repository from which to draw selec- tions either for reading or for declamation , and thus , in a great measure , answer the ends of both advanced " Readers " and ...
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... seen , were productive of but little poetry and much grandiose rhym- ing . How far its decay went toward fertilizing a new poetic soil we know not , but certain it is that the present century has witnessed , in our country , a flowering ...
... seen , were productive of but little poetry and much grandiose rhym- ing . How far its decay went toward fertilizing a new poetic soil we know not , but certain it is that the present century has witnessed , in our country , a flowering ...
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... seen and the other heard . Thus is the glory of God made visible , and may be seen , where in the soul of man it meets its likeness changeless and firm - standing . Thus , then , stands Man ; —a mountain on the boundary between two ...
... seen and the other heard . Thus is the glory of God made visible , and may be seen , where in the soul of man it meets its likeness changeless and firm - standing . Thus , then , stands Man ; —a mountain on the boundary between two ...
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... seen thee at the tavern , and if thou canst run as fast as thou canst drink , I should like to hunt hares with thee . What instrument is that ? FIRST MUSICIAN . An Aragonese bagpipe . CHISPA . Pray , art thou related to the bagpiper of ...
... seen thee at the tavern , and if thou canst run as fast as thou canst drink , I should like to hunt hares with thee . What instrument is that ? FIRST MUSICIAN . An Aragonese bagpipe . CHISPA . Pray , art thou related to the bagpiper of ...
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... 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 a tongue ! A wagon , overarched with evergreen , Upon whose boughs LONGFELLOW . 51.
... 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 a tongue ! A wagon , overarched with evergreen , Upon whose boughs LONGFELLOW . 51.
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Page 321 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold, for the last time, the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union ; on states dissevered, discordant, belligerent ; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood ! Let their last .feeble and lingering glance rather behold the gorgeous ensign of the republic, now known and honored throughout the earth, still full high advanced, its arms and trophies streaming in their...
Page 148 - Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! — prophet still, if bird or devil ! — Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted — On this home by Horror haunted — tell me truly, I implore — Is there — is there balm inGilead? — tell me — tell me, I implore!
Page 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!
Page 145 - It was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember Wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — Vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — Sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden Whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore.
Page 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...
Page 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 ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead...
Page 151 - GREEN be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise.
Page 146 - 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.
Page 253 - 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.
Page 59 - 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.