Littell's Living Age, Volume 1; Volume 37Living Age Company Incorporated, 1853 - American periodicals |
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... Poor Tom Moore was scarcely in his history of Thomas Moore himself . That the grave before it was announced that the princely editor has not taken extraordinary trouble house of Longman had handed over to Lord with his interesting ...
... Poor Tom Moore was scarcely in his history of Thomas Moore himself . That the grave before it was announced that the princely editor has not taken extraordinary trouble house of Longman had handed over to Lord with his interesting ...
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... poor worm who wastes himself in spinning the inviters chez le diable . We grant that no it out to them . " Five years after penning countess ' lacqueys are seeking you in all the these syllables he writes to the same corre- haunts of ...
... poor worm who wastes himself in spinning the inviters chez le diable . We grant that no it out to them . " Five years after penning countess ' lacqueys are seeking you in all the these syllables he writes to the same corre- haunts of ...
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... poor inheritance , and merit and talents without wealth are but too frequently despised . As Charles stood by the grave of his father , he felt the bitterness of all this . He heard the clods of dust fall with a deep echo on the coffin ...
... poor inheritance , and merit and talents without wealth are but too frequently despised . As Charles stood by the grave of his father , he felt the bitterness of all this . He heard the clods of dust fall with a deep echo on the coffin ...
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... poor master was ready for it ; he ' s happier in his grave to - night than many are out of it . " Charles muttered an indistinct assent . " We must all submit to the will of God , " " I ask your pardon , continued the old man . " for ...
... poor master was ready for it ; he ' s happier in his grave to - night than many are out of it . " Charles muttered an indistinct assent . " We must all submit to the will of God , " " I ask your pardon , continued the old man . " for ...
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... poor old parsonage here ? " Charles felt his emotions overcome him ; large tears streamed down his cheeks . The little party were silent for some time ; Charles leaned with his back to the wall , old Robert still resting on his spade ...
... poor old parsonage here ? " Charles felt his emotions overcome him ; large tears streamed down his cheeks . The little party were silent for some time ; Charles leaned with his back to the wall , old Robert still resting on his spade ...
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Page 159 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,— " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the Raven,
Page 160 - Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted —...
Page 159 - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child In this kingdom by the sea: But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Page 160 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Page 159 - For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE : And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea — In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Page 72 - And God saw every thing that he had made ; and behold it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day.
Page 159 - But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow Shall dawn upon him, desolate!) And, round about his home, the glory That blushed and bloomed Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed.
Page 71 - And GOD said, Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit after his kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth: and it was so.
Page 30 - What do we give to our beloved? A little faith all undisproved, A little dust to overweep, And bitter memories to make The whole earth blasted for our sake : He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Page 337 - Curse on him !" quoth false Sextus ; " Will not the villain drown ? But for this stay, ere close of day We should have sacked the town !" " Heaven help him !" quoth Lars Porsena, " And bring him safe to shore ; For such a gallant feat of arms Was never seen before.