Literary Port Folio, Oplag 1–26E. Littell, 1830 |
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... Thou ask'st a fearful spell ! Yet say , from shrine or dim sepulchral hall , What kingly vision shall obey my call ? - The deep grave knows it well ! TI .. " Would'st thou behold earth's Conquerors ? - Shall they pass Before thee ...
... Thou ask'st a fearful spell ! Yet say , from shrine or dim sepulchral hall , What kingly vision shall obey my call ? - The deep grave knows it well ! TI .. " Would'st thou behold earth's Conquerors ? - Shall they pass Before thee ...
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... thou art all alone , Upon this wide , cold - hearted earth ; Sigh not o'er joys for ever flown , The vacant clair , -the silent hearth : Why should the world's unholy mirth Upon thy quiet dreams intrude , To scare those shapes of ...
... thou art all alone , Upon this wide , cold - hearted earth ; Sigh not o'er joys for ever flown , The vacant clair , -the silent hearth : Why should the world's unholy mirth Upon thy quiet dreams intrude , To scare those shapes of ...
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... thou know If Love goes with us to the viewless bourne ? Wouldst thou bear hence th ' unfathom'd source of woe In thy heart's lonely urn ? was on the beach with James as when we were OF LITERATURE , SCIENCE , ART , AND THE TIMES . 11.
... thou know If Love goes with us to the viewless bourne ? Wouldst thou bear hence th ' unfathom'd source of woe In thy heart's lonely urn ? was on the beach with James as when we were OF LITERATURE , SCIENCE , ART , AND THE TIMES . 11.
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... thou be blest ? -too sleepless , too pro- found , Are thy soul's hidden springs ; there is no line Their depth of Love to sound . Do not words faint and fail , When thou wouldst fill them with that ocean's power ? Asthine own cheek ...
... thou be blest ? -too sleepless , too pro- found , Are thy soul's hidden springs ; there is no line Their depth of Love to sound . Do not words faint and fail , When thou wouldst fill them with that ocean's power ? Asthine own cheek ...
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... thou Most High ! This day let all awake , And sing the mighty deed , Who , first , for Zion's sake , O'er raging oceans fled . Had not our God Preserved that flock , Safe on the rock They ne'er had trod . At once their temples rose ...
... thou Most High ! This day let all awake , And sing the mighty deed , Who , first , for Zion's sake , O'er raging oceans fled . Had not our God Preserved that flock , Safe on the rock They ne'er had trod . At once their temples rose ...
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Side 67 - The works of the LORD are great, sought out of all them that have pleasure therein.
Side 68 - Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number : he calleth them all by names by the greatness of his might, for that he is strong in power ; not one faileth.
Side 77 - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and perhaps the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
Side 64 - We know that whilst some of them draw the line and strike the harpoon on the coast of Africa, others run the longitude and pursue their gigantic game along the coast of Brazil. No sea but what is vexed by their fisheries. No climate that is not witness to their toils. Neither the perseverance of Holland, nor the activity of France, nor the dexterous and firm sagacity of English enterprise ever carried this most perilous mode of hard industry to the extent to which it has been pushed by this recent...
Side 67 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Side 47 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Side 67 - Now, where the quick Rhone thus hath cleft his way, The mightiest of the storms hath ta'en his stand : For here, not one, but many, make their play, And fling their thunder-bolts from hand to hand, Flashing and cast around : of all the band, The brightest through these parted hills hath fork'd His lightnings, — as if he did understand, That in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'dSky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings...
Side 48 - And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music, — summer's eve — or spring, A flower — the wind — the Ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
Side 35 - Greatness and goodness are not means, but ends\ Hath he not always treasures, always friends, The good great man? three treasures, LOVE, and LIGHT, And CALM THOUGHTS, regular as infant's breath: And three firm friends, more sure than day and night, HIMSELF, his MAKER, and the ANGEL DEATH!
Side 68 - Hast thou not known, hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary ? there is no searching of his understanding. He giveth power to the faint ; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.