The Canadian Monthly and National Review, Volum 6Graeme Mercer Adam, George Stewart Adam, Stevenson & Company, 1874 |
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Pàgina 4
... carrying trade of the world . On every sea American mer chantmen , bound to or from French or British ports , were ... carried into effect by force . " But the echoes of the Leopard's guns had awakened a storm in America not easily ap ...
... carrying trade of the world . On every sea American mer chantmen , bound to or from French or British ports , were ... carried into effect by force . " But the echoes of the Leopard's guns had awakened a storm in America not easily ap ...
Pàgina 8
... carried the flag of truce on this occasion , and of course was one of the prisoners taken . He was subsequently paroled , but broke his parole , as did other American officers . Fort George , destroying tents and burning stores ...
... carried the flag of truce on this occasion , and of course was one of the prisoners taken . He was subsequently paroled , but broke his parole , as did other American officers . Fort George , destroying tents and burning stores ...
Pàgina 10
... carried the battery , burned four armed ves- sels in the harbour , and captured eleven pieces of cannon and a large amount of military stores . The achievement was an important one , putting a stop to border forays from the American ...
... carried the battery , burned four armed ves- sels in the harbour , and captured eleven pieces of cannon and a large amount of military stores . The achievement was an important one , putting a stop to border forays from the American ...
Pàgina 12
... schooner , and removed all the stores that could be carried away , scrupulously respecting , however , all private property . The expedition cost the life of I General Brown , disappointed in his expec- tation of 12 THE CANADIAN MONTHLY .
... schooner , and removed all the stores that could be carried away , scrupulously respecting , however , all private property . The expedition cost the life of I General Brown , disappointed in his expec- tation of 12 THE CANADIAN MONTHLY .
Pàgina 13
... carrying pro- visions for western garrisons - a serious misfortune in days when , in our now rich and fertile Canada ... carried westward from Montreal . Amid the land - locked , mountain - girdled bays of the beautiful Lake Champlain ...
... carrying pro- visions for western garrisons - a serious misfortune in days when , in our now rich and fertile Canada ... carried westward from Montreal . Amid the land - locked , mountain - girdled bays of the beautiful Lake Champlain ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 439 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
Pàgina 83 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Pàgina 94 - Ye whose hearts are fresh and simple, Who have faith in God and Nature, Who believe that in all ages Every human heart is human, That in even savage bosoms There are longings, yearnings, strivings For the good they comprehend not, That the feeble hands and helpless, Groping blindly in the darkness, Touch God's right hand in that darkness And are lifted up and strengthened;— Listen to this simple story, To this Song of Hiawatha!
Pàgina 194 - For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish : to the one we are the savour of death unto death ; and to the other the savour of life unto life.
Pàgina 544 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Pàgina 205 - Trees, a veil just half withdrawn ; This fall of water, that doth make A murmur near the silent Lake...
Pàgina 81 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Pàgina 112 - But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge of our buried life ; A thirst to spend our fire and restless force In tracking out our true, original course ; A longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us — to know Whence our lives come and where they go.
Pàgina 206 - ... birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure : — But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?
Pàgina 80 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...