The American Whig Review, Volum 1Wiley and Putnam, 1845 |
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... eyes of intelligent men . They beheld in the vista , not that golden age which the prophets and seers of the new demo- cracy had predicted , nor that ineffable state which should betoken the advent of a social and political millennium ...
... eyes of intelligent men . They beheld in the vista , not that golden age which the prophets and seers of the new demo- cracy had predicted , nor that ineffable state which should betoken the advent of a social and political millennium ...
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... eyes to what has been already and may be hereafter accomplished by American engineering . * It has often been proposed to adopt expedients for. steamship Princeton , and two revenue cutters . Among the steps contemplated in the ...
... eyes to what has been already and may be hereafter accomplished by American engineering . * It has often been proposed to adopt expedients for. steamship Princeton , and two revenue cutters . Among the steps contemplated in the ...
Pàgina 35
... eyes on the facts we have stated in the pre- ceding pages . Unless they can greatly improve on the Great Western , they will be surpassed in expedition by the Cunard steamers . Can they hope to stand against the formidable subsidy of ...
... eyes on the facts we have stated in the pre- ceding pages . Unless they can greatly improve on the Great Western , they will be surpassed in expedition by the Cunard steamers . Can they hope to stand against the formidable subsidy of ...
Pàgina 37
... eyes their precious sight shall never bear away . She spoke , and o'er his youthful eyes the veil of night she flung , And trembling fell upon his knees , and silence on his tongue . But loudly did the mother cry , What dost thou to my ...
... eyes their precious sight shall never bear away . She spoke , and o'er his youthful eyes the veil of night she flung , And trembling fell upon his knees , and silence on his tongue . But loudly did the mother cry , What dost thou to my ...
Pàgina 39
... eyes of the public to this new star , shining with a pale , steady lustre , yet growing intense as we look upon it , and far unlike the brassy glare of some wan- dering and much - worshipped meteors . " My love and admiration have ...
... eyes of the public to this new star , shining with a pale , steady lustre , yet growing intense as we look upon it , and far unlike the brassy glare of some wan- dering and much - worshipped meteors . " My love and admiration have ...
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Pàgina 145 - 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 in Gilead? — tell me — tell me, I implore!
Pàgina 60 - O Lady! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does Nature live : Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud ! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah ! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth...
Pàgina 480 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Pàgina 145 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust, and door ; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore — What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Pàgina 143 - And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "* Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Pàgina 177 - Truth crushed to earth, will rise again ; The eternal years of God are hers: But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies amid her worshippers.
Pàgina 480 - Many a man lives a burden to the earth; but a good book is the precious life-blood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.
Pàgina 387 - Her voice was good, and the ditty fitted for it ; it was that smooth song which was made by Kit Marlow, now at least fifty years ago ; and the milk-maid's mother sung an answer to it, which was made by Sir Walter Raleigh, in his younger days. They were old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good ; I think much better than the strong lines that are now in fashion in this critical age.
Pàgina 185 - What is the cause, Laertes, That thy rebellion looks so giant-like ? Let him go, Gertrude ; do not fear our person ; There's such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would, Acts little of his will.
Pàgina 151 - Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in Heaven expect thy meed.