The Philadelphia Book: Or, Specimens of Metropolitan LiteratureKey & Biddle, 1836 - 380 pàgines |
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The Philadelphia Book: Or, Specimens of Metropolitan Literature Peter Stephen Du Ponceau Visualització completa - 1836 |
The Philadelphia Book: Or, Specimens of Metropolitan Literature Peter Stephen Du Ponceau Visualització completa - 1836 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 335 - And the woman fled into the wilderness, where she hath a place prepared of God, that they should feed her there a thousand two hundred and threescore days.
Pàgina 298 - So that government seems to me a part of religion itself, a thing sacred in its institution and end...
Pàgina 81 - Fresh pleasure only : for the attentive mind, By this harmonious action on her powers, Becomes herself harmonious : wont so oft In outward things to meditate the charm Of sacred order, soon she seeks at home To find a kindred order, to exert Within herself this elegance of love, This fair inspired delight : her tempered powers Refine at length, and every passion wears A chaster, milder, more attractive mien.
Pàgina 32 - And why (he cried) did I forsake "My native wood for gloomy walls; "The silver stream, the limpid lake "For musty books and college halls. "A little could my wants supply— "Can wealth and honour give me more; "Or, will the sylvan god deny "The humble treat he gave before? "Let seraphs gain the bright abode, "And heaven's sublimest mansions see— "I only bow to Nature's God— "The land of shades will do for me.
Pàgina 333 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Pàgina 221 - 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, And seizes the caitiffs...
Pàgina 205 - ... districts. Between these and the fugitives whom curiosity had led to the road, dialogues frequently took place, to which I was suffered to listen. From every mouth the tale of sorrow was repeated with new aggravations. Pictures of their own distress, or of that of their neighbours, were exhibited in all the hues which imagination can annex to pestilence and poverty.
Pàgina 207 - ... upon one, the hall of which was open, and the windows lifted. After knocking for some time, a young girl appeared, with many marks of distress. In answer to my question, she answered that both her parents were sick, and that they could receive no one. I inquired, in vain, for any other tavern at which strangers might be accommodated. She knew of none such; and left me, on some one's calling to her from above, in the midst of my embarrassment. After a moment's pause, I returned, discomforted and...
Pàgina 33 - A salt-box may be where there is no salt; but salt is absolutely necessary to the existence of a box of salt.
Pàgina 222 - In mantle of sky-blue, and bosom so red, That each little loiterer seems to adore him. When all the gay scenes of the Summer are o'er, And Autumn slow enters so silent and sallow, And millions of warblers, that...