The Token: A Christmas and New Year's Present, Volume 1Samuel Griswold Goodrich Gray and Bowem, 1831 - 350 pages |
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... heard from many a recess and by - path , the sighs of disappointed ambition . Anon , the camp , with its mingled order and confusion , came upon the wayward fancies of my dream ; and the fearful tread of a host drew near , and music ...
... heard from many a recess and by - path , the sighs of disappointed ambition . Anon , the camp , with its mingled order and confusion , came upon the wayward fancies of my dream ; and the fearful tread of a host drew near , and music ...
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... heard the song of gladness ; and then the wailings of infancy were in my ears , and stern voices seemed to hush them . In another quarter , the throng of pleasure , and the pall of death passed on , and went different ways , as it ...
... heard the song of gladness ; and then the wailings of infancy were in my ears , and stern voices seemed to hush them . In another quarter , the throng of pleasure , and the pall of death passed on , and went different ways , as it ...
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... heard or read any- thing of its phenomena , does not know that to the most propitious winds and skies which can bless the mariner , frequently succeed those which are the most adverse and destructive ; that the morning may rise with the ...
... heard or read any- thing of its phenomena , does not know that to the most propitious winds and skies which can bless the mariner , frequently succeed those which are the most adverse and destructive ; that the morning may rise with the ...
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... heard alone by the overhanging cliffs , and the overarching skies , which silently gave heed to it , even as they do now . In the presence of this old and united company we feel on what an exceedingly small point we stand , and how soon ...
... heard alone by the overhanging cliffs , and the overarching skies , which silently gave heed to it , even as they do now . In the presence of this old and united company we feel on what an exceedingly small point we stand , and how soon ...
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... heard the sound of his voice , and express her pleasure at seeing him . Then turning to me , she offered me her hand , and said with much sweetness , that she was happy to receive me in the house of her aged friend , which he had kindly ...
... heard the sound of his voice , and express her pleasure at seeing him . Then turning to me , she offered me her hand , and said with much sweetness , that she was happy to receive me in the house of her aged friend , which he had kindly ...
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Page 32 - I am as a man that hath no strength: free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand. Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps. Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves.
Page 35 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since, their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage: their decay Has dried up realms to deserts; not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves play.
Page 188 - Albeit thou dost not see my face the while. Yes — thou canst hear — and He Who on thy sightless eye its darkness hung, To the attentive ear like harps hath strung Heaven, and earth, and sea ! And 'tis a lesson in our hearts to know, With but one sense the soul may overflow ! 1.
Page 43 - ... inhabitants! The most desirable mode of existence might be that of a spiritualized Paul Pry, hovering invisible round man and woman, witnessing their deeds, searching into their hearts, borrowing brightness from their felicity, and shade from their sorrow, and retaining no emotion peculiar to himself. But none of these things are possible ; and if I would know the interior of brick walls, or the mystery of human bosoms, I can but guess.
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Page 140 - Tis midnight — all is peace profound ! But, lo ! upon the murmuring ground, The lonely, swelling, hurrying sound Of distant wheels is heard ! They come — they pause a moment — when.
Page 246 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no more.
Page 33 - ... oft: Of every cloud which in the heavens might stir I knew the force; and hence the rough sea's pride Availed not to my Vessel's overthrow. What noble pomp and frequent have not I On regal decks beheld ! yet in the end I learned that one poor moment can suffice To equalize the lofty and the low. We sail the sea of life...
Page 41 - O that I could soar up into the very zenith, where man never breathed, nor eagle ever flew, and where the ethereal azure melts away from the eye, and appears only a deepened shade of nothingness ! And yet I shiver at that cold and solitary thought.