The Boston Lyceum, Volumes 1-2True and Greene, 1827 |
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... soul ; yet the orator has drawn it forth from a private memorandum , as a brief and modest summary of his services . We are sorry that the judicious can neither sanction the epitaph , nor the propriety of its publication to the world ...
... soul ; yet the orator has drawn it forth from a private memorandum , as a brief and modest summary of his services . We are sorry that the judicious can neither sanction the epitaph , nor the propriety of its publication to the world ...
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... soul together , instead of a discerning and enlightened audience , he could scarcely have paid a poorer compliment to their under- standings . It seems to us that Mr Felix Grundy might well have trembled ' at the magnitude of the task ...
... soul together , instead of a discerning and enlightened audience , he could scarcely have paid a poorer compliment to their under- standings . It seems to us that Mr Felix Grundy might well have trembled ' at the magnitude of the task ...
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... soul like that deserted hall is dark and desolate . The cloudy Past his golden hopes has turn'd to sick despair , And the dim Future will but stamp his brow with deeper care ; Those very tears and smiles of thine are but the masquer's ...
... soul like that deserted hall is dark and desolate . The cloudy Past his golden hopes has turn'd to sick despair , And the dim Future will but stamp his brow with deeper care ; Those very tears and smiles of thine are but the masquer's ...
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... soul Of the young student to heroick deeds . Babes learn to name them in their murmur'd And as Penates , at each household hearth Where freedom smiles , they dwell . Say not ' t is death prayer , When this clay fabrick falls , and weary ...
... soul Of the young student to heroick deeds . Babes learn to name them in their murmur'd And as Penates , at each household hearth Where freedom smiles , they dwell . Say not ' t is death prayer , When this clay fabrick falls , and weary ...
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... souls ere tyrants shook the rod Then did they hurl the crescent from on high , And where the infidel insulting trod , Planted the flaming red - cross banner of our God . In allusion to the death of Byron , the poet says , He doth not ...
... souls ere tyrants shook the rod Then did they hurl the crescent from on high , And where the infidel insulting trod , Planted the flaming red - cross banner of our God . In allusion to the death of Byron , the poet says , He doth not ...
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Page 276 - But the gladiators' bloody Circus stands, A noble wreck in ruinous perfection, While Caesar's chambers, and the Augustan halls, Grovel on earth in indistinct decay. And thou didst shine, thou rolling moon, upon All this, and cast a wide and tender light, Which...
Page 275 - 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 watch-dog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
Page 7 - A superior and commanding human intellect, a truly great man, when Heaven vouchsafes so rare a gift, is not a temporary flame, burning bright for a while, and then expiring, giving place to returning darkness. It is rather a spark of fervent heat, as well as radiant light, with power to enkindle the common mass of human mind; so that when it glimmers, in its own decay, and finally goes out in death, no night follows, but it leaves the world all light, all on fire, from the potent contact of its own...
Page 274 - He ceased, and drew forth an MS.; and no Persuasion on the part of devils, or saints, Or angels, now could stop the torrent; so He read the first three lines of the contents; But at the fourth, the whole spiritual show Had vanish'd, with variety of scents, Ambrosial and sulphureous, as they sprang, Like lightning, off from his 'melodious twang'.
Page 276 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old, — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
Page 47 - On Christmas eve the mass was sung: * That only night in all the year Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear. The damsel donned her kirtle sheen ; The hall was dressed with holly green ; Forth to the wood did merrymen go, To gather in the mistletoe.
Page 47 - Ceremony doff'd his pride, The heir, with roses in his shoes, That night might village partner choose; The Lord, underogating, share The vulgar game of 'post and pair...
Page 47 - Twas Christmas told the merriest tale ; A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.
Page 9 - ... objects of science and taste, so classed and arranged as to produce their finest effect. On one side, specimens of sculpture set out, in such order, as to exhibit at a coup...
Page 178 - To aid thy mind's development, to watch Thy dawn of little joys, to sit and see Almost thy very growth, to view thee catch Knowledge of objects, — wonders yet to thee ! To hold thee lightly on a gentle knee, And print on thy soft cheek a parent's kiss, — This, it should seem, was not reserved for me ; Yet this was in my nature : as it is, I know not what is there, yet something like to this.