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... called Lucre- tia , who for her virtues and transcendant beauty was the object of admiration and the theme of song . Eurialus no sooner saw Lucretia than he fell rapturously in love with her , and she with him . But love so mutual , so ...
... called Lucre- tia , who for her virtues and transcendant beauty was the object of admiration and the theme of song . Eurialus no sooner saw Lucretia than he fell rapturously in love with her , and she with him . But love so mutual , so ...
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... called from behind the curtain , where he had been listening to the whole of the conversation , and was introduced to Colantonio by the queen as he who had been the gipsy , but who , by his matchless industry , and unquenchable love of ...
... called from behind the curtain , where he had been listening to the whole of the conversation , and was introduced to Colantonio by the queen as he who had been the gipsy , but who , by his matchless industry , and unquenchable love of ...
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... called down the condemnation of some critics , is , in my estimation , the best guarantee that Mr. Smith will become a great poet . He is too imaginative say some ; he is too daring and wild in his images . He does not attend ...
... called down the condemnation of some critics , is , in my estimation , the best guarantee that Mr. Smith will become a great poet . He is too imaginative say some ; he is too daring and wild in his images . He does not attend ...
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... called him ' the laureate of the seas and stars , ' and most worthily has Mr. Smith won the distinction . Listen to the following- My heart is beating with all things that are , My blood is wild unrest ; With what a passion pants yon ...
... called him ' the laureate of the seas and stars , ' and most worthily has Mr. Smith won the distinction . Listen to the following- My heart is beating with all things that are , My blood is wild unrest ; With what a passion pants yon ...
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... Called up the buried prophet from his grave To speak his doom , so shall the Poet king Call up the dead Past from its awful grave To tell him of our future . As the air Doth sphere the world , so shall his heart of love- Loving mankind ...
... Called up the buried prophet from his grave To speak his doom , so shall the Poet king Call up the dead Past from its awful grave To tell him of our future . As the air Doth sphere the world , so shall his heart of love- Loving mankind ...
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Page 133 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the pass!
Page 205 - One might think the atmosphere was made transparent with this design, to give man, in the heavenly bodies, the perpetual presence of the sublime.
Page 168 - ... rapidity. He repeats the tune' taught him by his master, though of considerable length, fully and faithfully. He runs over the quiverings of the canary, and the clear whistlings of the Virginia nightingale or red-bird, with such superior execution and effect, that the mortified songsters feel their own inferiority, and become altogether silent, while he seems to triumph in their defeat, by redoubling his exertions.
Page 63 - Little deeds of kindness, Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden, Like the heaven above.
Page 40 - To the last point of vision, and beyond, Mount, daring warbler! that love-prompted strain, 'Twixt thee and thine a never-failing bond, Thrills not the less the bosom of the plain: Yet might'st thou seem, proud privilege! to sing All independent of the leafy spring.
Page 133 - The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior...
Page 168 - Bird, which he exquisitely manages, are mingled with the screaming of swallows, or the cackling of hens ; amidst the simple melody of the...
Page 29 - THE lark is singing in the blinding sky, Hedges are white with May. The bridegroom sea Is toying with the shore, his wedded bride, And, in the fulness of his marriage joy, He decorates her tawny brow with shells, Retires a space, to see how fair she looks, Then proud runs up to kiss her.
Page 166 - ... and even handsome. The ease, elegance and rapidity of his movements, the animation of his eye, and the intelligence he displays in listening and laying up lessons from almost every species of the feathered creation within his hearing, are really surprising, and mark the peculiarity of his genius.
Page 166 - ... dewy morning, while the woods are already vocal with a multitude of warblers, his admirable song rises preeminent over every competitor. The ear can listen to his music alone, to which that of all the others seems a mere accompaniment.