The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Volume 13Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew 1839 |
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... admiring its gilded trappings , and the emblazoned arms upon its pannels . Several days elapsed , before the bustle occasioned by his arrival had subsided , and during all that time , the only question asked or an- swered was , ' Have ...
... admiring its gilded trappings , and the emblazoned arms upon its pannels . Several days elapsed , before the bustle occasioned by his arrival had subsided , and during all that time , the only question asked or an- swered was , ' Have ...
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... admired the verdure which springs amid the ruins of the Colosseum ; the towering Basilica de Santa Pietro , and the fragments of time- honored fabrics , which decay has neglected to gnaw upon , and the mould refused to stain ; but you ...
... admired the verdure which springs amid the ruins of the Colosseum ; the towering Basilica de Santa Pietro , and the fragments of time- honored fabrics , which decay has neglected to gnaw upon , and the mould refused to stain ; but you ...
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... admiration often exhausts itself , the topic of botany has considerable prominence . Of the vege- table tribe , I am a diligent spectator . In this respect , the fields in the suburbs of Palmyra have afforded me abundant consolation ...
... admiration often exhausts itself , the topic of botany has considerable prominence . Of the vege- table tribe , I am a diligent spectator . In this respect , the fields in the suburbs of Palmyra have afforded me abundant consolation ...
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... admired at by all the girls in the country . I say , Bill , the notion takes you , you dog ; I see it does . And now come let's go out , and have a glass o ' beer , and a long nine betwixt us , and talk the matter over a little , afore ...
... admired at by all the girls in the country . I say , Bill , the notion takes you , you dog ; I see it does . And now come let's go out , and have a glass o ' beer , and a long nine betwixt us , and talk the matter over a little , afore ...
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... admiration and love . But what do I say ? What do these names signify ? What is wisdom ? What is innocence ? A new language has been invented in our times ! Anacreon is a sage , and Leontius innocent ! It was not thus that men acted ...
... admiration and love . But what do I say ? What do these names signify ? What is wisdom ? What is innocence ? A new language has been invented in our times ! Anacreon is a sage , and Leontius innocent ! It was not thus that men acted ...
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Page 77 - The night is come, but not too soon; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or heaven But the cold light of stars; And the first watch of night is given To the red planet Mars.
Page 522 - 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!
Page 374 - Takes the vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine ; And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies.
Page 433 - O, then to your gardens, ye housewives, repair ; Your walks border up ; sow and plant at your leisure, The bluebird will chant from his box such an air, That all your hard toils will seem truly a pleasure. He flits through the orchard, he visits each tree, The red flowering peach, and the apple's sweet blossoms ; He snaps up destroyers wherever they be...
Page 121 - The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Page 287 - THE time is now near at hand which must probably determine whether Americans are to be freemen or slaves ; whether they are to have any property they can call their own ; whether their houses and farms are to be pillaged and destroyed, and themselves consigned to a state of wretchedness from which no human efforts will deliver them. The fate of unborn millions will now depend, under God, on the courage and conduct of this army.
Page 77 - And thou, too, whosoe'er thou art, That readest this brief psalm, As one by one thy hopes depart, Be resolute and calm. O fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know ere long, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong.
Page 97 - Your nuts in oak-tree cleft? — 'For wine, for wine we left our kernel tree; For wine we left our heath, and yellow brooms, And cold mushrooms; For wine we follow Bacchus through the earth; Great God of breathless cups and chirping mirth! Come hither, lady fair, and joined be To our mad minstrelsy!
Page 96 - Now strike the golden lyre again! A louder yet, and yet a louder strain, Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark! the horrid sound Has raised up his head! As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge! revenge!
Page 374 - They, the holy ones and weakly, Who the cross of suffering bore, Folded their pale hands so meekly, Spake with us on earth no more!