Southern Literary Messenger, Volume 15Jno. R. Thompson, 1849 - Literature |
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... night " tell how they fought and - we say it modestly - let the death of the last Aztec tell how they died . Nevertheless , the poet is not satisfied with his performance , in spite of the self - pleased chuckle which is visible behind ...
... night " tell how they fought and - we say it modestly - let the death of the last Aztec tell how they died . Nevertheless , the poet is not satisfied with his performance , in spite of the self - pleased chuckle which is visible behind ...
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... night , I tossed and tumbled , in a tumult of uncomfortable reflections . I saw plainly that I was lamentably in the rear of " the spirit of the age " -Were I twenty years younger , I might hope to overtake it : but , as it is , I have ...
... night , I tossed and tumbled , in a tumult of uncomfortable reflections . I saw plainly that I was lamentably in the rear of " the spirit of the age " -Were I twenty years younger , I might hope to overtake it : but , as it is , I have ...
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... night , Arrest the shafts of Death , and end his reign- Then hope the Press to bind , and quench its light By force of human law and arm of human might ! XXXIV . A few wise men have lived in every age , Who ne'er by vice obscured their ...
... night , Arrest the shafts of Death , and end his reign- Then hope the Press to bind , and quench its light By force of human law and arm of human might ! XXXIV . A few wise men have lived in every age , Who ne'er by vice obscured their ...
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... night ; and if but a mouse moved , it made Dutchmen on Manhattan island , except that , in me tremble from head to foot . " " I do not know , " said I , " but they will take a long tramp before night - fall . " 66 the light of the moon ...
... night ; and if but a mouse moved , it made Dutchmen on Manhattan island , except that , in me tremble from head to foot . " " I do not know , " said I , " but they will take a long tramp before night - fall . " 66 the light of the moon ...
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... night of it . rayed , with untrimmed , bushy whiskers and twist- ed moustache , shaded by a travelling cap , the worse for wear . She was in a spotless morning dress - the ribbons evidently fresh from the Rue Chaussée d'Antin , and the ...
... night of it . rayed , with untrimmed , bushy whiskers and twist- ed moustache , shaded by a travelling cap , the worse for wear . She was in a spotless morning dress - the ribbons evidently fresh from the Rue Chaussée d'Antin , and the ...
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Page 118 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance : for my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. . But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Page 293 - IN THE greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace — Radiant palace — reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion — It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair.
Page 297 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite.
Page 118 - How far in the discharge of my official duties I have been guided by the principles which have been delineated, the public records and other evidences of my conduct must witness to you and to the world.
Page 277 - But now all is to be changed. All the pleasing illusions which made power gentle and obedience liberal, which harmonized the different shades of life, and which, by a bland assimilation, incorporated into politics the sentiments which beautify and soften private society, are to be dissolved by this new conquering empire of light and reason. All the decent drapery of life is to be rudely torn off.
Page 297 - A cherub's face, a reptile all the rest; Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust, Wit that can creep, and pride that licks the dust.
Page 118 - Whatever they may be, I fervently beseech the Almighty to avert or mitigate the evils, to which they may tend. I shall also carry with me the hope that my country will never cease to view them with indulgence...
Page 276 - He made an administration so checkered and speckled, he put together a piece of joinery so crossly indented and whimsically dovetailed ; a cabinet so variously inlaid ; such a piece of diversified mosaic; such a tesselated pavement without cement ; here a bit of black stone and there a bit of white...
Page 143 - ... he that can, with Epicurus, content his ideas with the films and images that fly off upon his senses from the superficies of things ; such a man, truly wise, creams off nature, leaving the sour and the dregs for philosophy and reason to lap up. This is the sublime and refined point of felicity, called the possession of being well deceived ; the serene peaceful state of being a fool among knaves.
Page 191 - There comes Poe, with his raven, like Barnaby Rudge, Three fifths of him genius and two fifths sheer fudge, Who talks like a book of iambs and pentameters, In a way to make people of common sense damn metres, Who has written some things quite the best of their kind, But the heart somehow seems all squeezed out by the mind, Who — But hey-day!