The Token and Atlantic Souvenir: A Christmas and New Year's PresentSamuel Griswold Goodrich, George Stillman Hilliard Gray and Bowen, 1842 |
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Acadians Adah Adelbert Anapestic Armais arms avalanches beautiful beneath Beresford Bernese Alps breath bright brow cast castle child Chuno dark daughter death deep dreams dwell earth Eolian eyes face fade fair father fear feel Ferney flowers forest gaze grass green Hafez hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven Hebrew Hejâz hope hour human Israel Jonathan Parsons lady lake leaves light Lilla look Louisburgh maiden Martigny Mary mind Miriam Mont Blanc moon morning mother mountain nature never night o'er Osram pale passed Pharaoh rocks rose scene seemed shade silent Simplon Pass sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stood summer summit sweet Switzerland tears tell thee thine thing THOMAS GRAY thou thought traveller trees trembling truth village voice Voltaire WAMPANOAGS wave wild Wolfgang word youth Zilpah
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Stran 58 - As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth : For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone ; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
Stran 107 - Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low, — an excellent thing in woman.
Stran 107 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Stran 107 - ... ceased. He that at midnight, when the very labourer sleeps securely, should hear, as I have very often, the clear airs, the sweet descants, the natural rising and falling, the doubling and redoubling of her voice, might well be lifted above earth, and say, Lord, what music hast thou provided for the Saints in Heaven, when thou affordest bad men such music on Earth...
Stran 107 - The silver key of the fountain of tears, Where the spirit drinks till the brain is wild ; Softest grave of a thousand fears, Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep in flowers.
Stran 107 - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Stran 99 - ... much in this point from one another. Now opium, by greatly increasing the activity of the mind, generally increases, of necessity, that particular mode of its activity by which we are able to construct out of the raw material of organic sound an elaborate intellectual pleasure.
Stran 107 - Give me some music ; music, moody food Of us that trade in love.
Stran 175 - And holds him by the shroud; And as she careens to the crowding breeze, The gaping deep the mariner sees, And the surging heareth loud. Was that a face, looking up at him, With its pallid cheek and its cold eyes dim? Did it beckon him down? did it call his name?
Stran 296 - Alas! for them — their day is o'er, Their fires are out from hill and shore, No more for them the wild deer bounds. The plough is on their hunting grounds; The pale man's axe rings in their woods, The pale man's sail skims o'er their floods, Their pleasant springs are dry " ' I turn gladly to the progress of our civil history.