The Pathfinder; or, The inland seaAppleton, 1883 |
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Strana xv
... hour of its foundation , Choueguen is the rallying ground of the Indian tribes , " wrote the Governor of Canada , M. de Vaudreuil . " From Choueguen come all the belts and messages that the English scatter among the far nations . It is ...
... hour of its foundation , Choueguen is the rallying ground of the Indian tribes , " wrote the Governor of Canada , M. de Vaudreuil . " From Choueguen come all the belts and messages that the English scatter among the far nations . It is ...
Strana xviii
... hour they unexpectedly hoisted the white flag , and sent two officers to offer capitulation . - The French were surprised by this early surrender after a fire so brisk on the part of the besieged . But the death of Colonel Mercer , the ...
... hour they unexpectedly hoisted the white flag , and sent two officers to offer capitulation . - The French were surprised by this early surrender after a fire so brisk on the part of the besieged . But the death of Colonel Mercer , the ...
Strana xxiii
... hours ' end , at least , a new tree to cut through . These de- lays were a new source of pleasure to me . It was October ; the trees we had to cut through were often loaded with nuts ; and while I ran lightly along the branches to fill ...
... hours ' end , at least , a new tree to cut through . These de- lays were a new source of pleasure to me . It was October ; the trees we had to cut through were often loaded with nuts ; and while I ran lightly along the branches to fill ...
Strana xxiv
... of a week or two over ground which may now be passed in a few hours . There was neither canal , steamboat , nor railroad to shorten the distance between Albany and Oswego , when this party moved from the sea - xxiv INTRODUCTION .
... of a week or two over ground which may now be passed in a few hours . There was neither canal , steamboat , nor railroad to shorten the distance between Albany and Oswego , when this party moved from the sea - xxiv INTRODUCTION .
Strana xxviii
... hour , was the usual speed against the current . The young midshipman was the guide of the party as they moved slowly up the river . He was thoroughly famil- iar with the valley of the Mohawk , his own home among the Otsego Highlands ...
... hour , was the usual speed against the current . The young midshipman was the guide of the party as they moved slowly up the river . He was thoroughly famil- iar with the valley of the Mohawk , his own home among the Otsego Highlands ...
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Strana 212 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night...
Strana 123 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Strana 359 - I pray, the vision with thy voice: This is our palace, — yonder is thy throne; Speak, and the floor thou tread'st on will rejoice. Not to appal me have the gods bestowed This precious boon; and blest a sad abode.
Strana 86 - O that some Minstrel's harp were near, To utter notes of gladness, And chase this silence from the air, That fills my heart with sadness...
Strana 246 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Strana 272 - It is to be all made of fantasy, All made of passion, and all made of wishes; All adoration, duty, and observance, All humbleness, all patience, and impatience, All purity, all trial, all observance; And so am I for Phebe.
Strana 165 - ... of fictitiousness and general improbability over it. This comes of Cooper's inadequacy as an observer. The reader will find some examples of Cooper's high talent for inaccurate observation in the account of the shooting-match in The Pathfinder. "A common wrought nail was driven lightly into the target, its head having been first touched with paint.
Strana 105 - But it seemed as the harp of the sky had rung, And the airs of heaven played round her tongue, When she spake of the lovely forms she had seen, And a land where sin had never been, — A land of love and a land of light, Withouten sun or moon or night ; Where the river swa'da living stream, And the light a pure celestial beam : The land of vision it would seem, A still, an everlasting dream.
Strana 468 - Were wafted off to seas unknown, Where not a pulse should beat but ours, And we might live, love, die alone! Far from the cruel and the cold, — Where the bright eyes of angels only Should come around us, to behold A paradise so pure and lonely ! Would this be world enough for thee?
Strana 28 - Before these fields were shorn and tilled, Full to the brim our rivers flowed ; The melody of waters filled The fresh and boundless wood ; And torrents dashed and rivulets played, And fountains spouted in the shade.