The Literary Remains of the Late Willis Gaylord Clark: Including the Ollapodiana Papers, the Spirit of Life, and a Selection from His Various Prose and Poetical Writings, Volume 56; Volume 276Burgess, Stringer & Company, 1844 - 480 pages |
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... darkness and the worm . Thenceforth were trea- sured up every soul - fraught epistle and the recollection of each recurring interview , growing more and more frequent , until at length Life like a spent steed ' panted to its goal ...
... darkness and the worm . Thenceforth were trea- sured up every soul - fraught epistle and the recollection of each recurring interview , growing more and more frequent , until at length Life like a spent steed ' panted to its goal ...
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... dark upon his countenance ; his respiration became feebler and feebler ; and at last , at precisely five minutes past ten , he died . So im- perceptibly and gently did his happy spirit flee away , that it was some time before we could ...
... dark upon his countenance ; his respiration became feebler and feebler ; and at last , at precisely five minutes past ten , he died . So im- perceptibly and gently did his happy spirit flee away , that it was some time before we could ...
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... dark - wisdomed Fate Might trust her counsels of predestination with , And the world be no loser . No one , it seems to me , of all the race of modern writers , has been so completely successful as Lamb , in the power of imbuing a ...
... dark - wisdomed Fate Might trust her counsels of predestination with , And the world be no loser . No one , it seems to me , of all the race of modern writers , has been so completely successful as Lamb , in the power of imbuing a ...
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... darkness ! I own it is summer , Yet , ' tis not the summer I once used to see ; Then I had welcomes for every new comer- Now strangely the summer seems altered to me . ' So of other matters . I used to rejoice in watching the splendid ...
... darkness ! I own it is summer , Yet , ' tis not the summer I once used to see ; Then I had welcomes for every new comer- Now strangely the summer seems altered to me . ' So of other matters . I used to rejoice in watching the splendid ...
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... dark , Frowning and terrible . ' I have said that the country melts and subdues the heart . It is true . I have seen a Being , in the flush and glow of girlhood , who seemed to live and move in an atmosphere of lofty and pas- sionate ...
... dark , Frowning and terrible . ' I have said that the country melts and subdues the heart . It is true . I have seen a Being , in the flush and glow of girlhood , who seemed to live and move in an atmosphere of lofty and pas- sionate ...
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American Autumn Balaam beautiful biped blue bosom breast breath bright brow cataract Charles Lamb cheek chimera clouds dark death delight distant dream dreaming lip earth Euroclydon faded fair fancy feel gaze gentleman glorious glory glow golden green hand hath hear heard heart heaven Hexen hope hour John Smith lady leaves LEWIS GAYLORD CLARK Lewiston light lips Lockport look lyre mind morning mountains never Niagara night North American Review o'er OLLAPOD passed passion peace play poet ptyalism quadruped rapture reader rest rich river roll scene seemed side sleep smile solemn song sorrow soul spirit spring stars sublime summer sweet tell tempest thee thine thing thou art thought tion town vision voice walk WASHINGTON IRVING waters waves wind wings wonder word young youth
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Page 92 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 362 - Imperious Caesar, dead and turned to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away.
Page 247 - But the iniquity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals with the memory of men without distinction to merit of perpetuity.
Page 15 - Thou wilt not wake Till I thy fate shall overtake: Till age, or grief, or sickness must Marry my body to that dust It so much loves, and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there: I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale.
Page 236 - Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watchdog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
Page 222 - Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird, Lifts up her purple wing, and in the vales The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer...
Page 128 - Behold, yonder is that Shunammite: run now, I pray thee, to meet her, and say unto her, Is it well with thee ? is it well with thy husband ? is it well with the child ? And she answered, It is well.
Page 130 - For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of the birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in the land; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away...
Page 14 - Marry my body to that dust It so much loves; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there; I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale. '«) And think not much of my delay; I am already on the way, And follow thee with all the speed Desire can make, or sorrows breed.
Page 69 - No man can tell but he that loves his children, how many delicious accents make a man's heart dance in the pretty conversation of those dear pledges; their childishness, their stammering, their little angers, their innocence, their imperfections, their necessities, are so many little emanations of joy and comfort to him that delights in their persons and society.