American Monthly Knickerbocker, Nide 9Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew 1837 |
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Sivu 12
... young , glad crea- ture , with light drapery floating round her , like a veil of mist . The scenic roses that bloomed upon the canvass seemed to bor- row a new and touching grace from the splendor of her presence . Angelique adapted her ...
... young , glad crea- ture , with light drapery floating round her , like a veil of mist . The scenic roses that bloomed upon the canvass seemed to bor- row a new and touching grace from the splendor of her presence . Angelique adapted her ...
Sivu 14
... young woman , and worthy of all the eulogiums which had been lavished upon her . Volatile's first step was to ascertain whether any of his friends were acquainted with the figurante ; but none of them could claim that honor . He next ...
... young woman , and worthy of all the eulogiums which had been lavished upon her . Volatile's first step was to ascertain whether any of his friends were acquainted with the figurante ; but none of them could claim that honor . He next ...
Sivu 27
... young lady , arrayed in the faded magnificence of silk , satin , and brocade , and with a visage as faded as her dress . Above half a century ago , Dr. Heidegger had been on the point of marriage with this young lady ; but , being ...
... young lady , arrayed in the faded magnificence of silk , satin , and brocade , and with a visage as faded as her dress . Above half a century ago , Dr. Heidegger had been on the point of marriage with this young lady ; but , being ...
Sivu 29
... young again . With your permission , there- fore , I will merely watch the progress of the experiment . ' While he spoke , Dr. Heidegger had been filling the four_cham- paigne glasses with the water of the Fountain of Youth . It was ...
... young again . With your permission , there- fore , I will merely watch the progress of the experiment . ' While he spoke , Dr. Heidegger had been filling the four_cham- paigne glasses with the water of the Fountain of Youth . It was ...
Sivu 30
... young again . They drank off the water , and replaced their glasses on the table . Assuredly there was an almost immediate improvement in the aspect of the party , not unlike what might have been produced by a glass of generous wine ...
... young again . They drank off the water , and replaced their glasses on the table . Assuredly there was an almost immediate improvement in the aspect of the party , not unlike what might have been produced by a glass of generous wine ...
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Sivu 132 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Sivu 110 - CARE-CHARMER Sleep, son of the sable night, Brother to death, in silent darkness born, Relieve my languish, and restore the light ; With dark forgetting of my care return. And let the day be time enough to mourn The shipwreck of my ill-adventured youth : Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn, Without the torment of the night's untruth. Cease, dreams, the images of...
Sivu 423 - ... the truth, will my nose be anxious for a closer intimacy, till the fumes of your breath be a little less potent. Mercy on you, man! The water absolutely hisses down your red-hot gullet, and is converted quite to steam, in the miniature tophet, which you mistake for a stomach.
Sivu 422 - I am the chief person of the municipality, and exhibit, moreover, an admirable pattern to my brother officers, by the cool, steady, upright, downright, and impartial discharge of my business, and the constancy with which I stand to my post. Summer or winter, nobody seeks me in vain ; for, all day long, I am seen at the busiest corner, just above the market, stretching out my arms to rich and poor alike ; and at night, I hold a lantern over my head, both to show where I am, and keep people out of...
Sivu 105 - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat; if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, 'Logan is the friend of white men.
Sivu 423 - I cry aloud to all and sundry in my plainest accents and at the very tiptop of my voice. Here it is, gentlemen ! Here is the good liquor...
Sivu 472 - Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old: My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day. With them I take delight in weal And seek relief in woe; And while I understand and feel How much to them I owe, My cheeks have often been bedewed With tears of thoughtful gratitude.
Sivu 423 - Who next ? Oh, my little friend, you are let loose from school, and come hither to scrub your blooming face, and drown the memory of certain taps of the ferule, and other schoolboy troubles, in a draught from the Town Pump.
Sivu 422 - NOON, by the North clock ! Noon, by the east ! High noon, too, by these hot sunbeams which fall, scarcely aslope, upon my head, and almost make the water bubble and smoke in the trough under my nose. Truly, we public characters have a tough time of it ! And, among all the town officers, chosen at...
Sivu 567 - Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies : Who say, tall cliff, and cavern lone, For the departed Bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill ; That flowers in tears of balm distil ; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks, in deeper groan, reply ; And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.