The Anglo-American Magazine, Svazek 2Maclear., 1853 |
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... hour in Spain 106 107 W 312 481 47 , 145 Trust ...... .507 629 54 572 A New Lamp . ... 107 WAR of 1812 , '13 , '14 ... 1 , 113 , 225 , 837 , 449 , 545 Songs and ballads by a Backwoodsman ..... 251 Wine . Slavery and Slave power in the U ...
... hour in Spain 106 107 W 312 481 47 , 145 Trust ...... .507 629 54 572 A New Lamp . ... 107 WAR of 1812 , '13 , '14 ... 1 , 113 , 225 , 837 , 449 , 545 Songs and ballads by a Backwoodsman ..... 251 Wine . Slavery and Slave power in the U ...
Strana 41
... hour . The Spanish guitar , an instrument in Spain , of the softest and sweetest tone , was in her hands the very embodyment of musical plaintiveness . She was deeply versed in the old Moorish lore , and had many of their legends and ...
... hour . The Spanish guitar , an instrument in Spain , of the softest and sweetest tone , was in her hands the very embodyment of musical plaintiveness . She was deeply versed in the old Moorish lore , and had many of their legends and ...
Strana 44
... hours , when by the advice of Carvajal , they slackened their efforts somewhat , while he steered the boat near the ... hour's sailing that they were descried , and immediately after passing them the boat was run sharply into a creek ...
... hours , when by the advice of Carvajal , they slackened their efforts somewhat , while he steered the boat near the ... hour's sailing that they were descried , and immediately after passing them the boat was run sharply into a creek ...
Strana 53
... hour we could spare was ject , " we thought , " she shall find herself sadly spent in taking " daunderings " into the country , mistaken : neither she nor any woman born shall especially - must we confess it ? -in the direction keep us ...
... hour we could spare was ject , " we thought , " she shall find herself sadly spent in taking " daunderings " into the country , mistaken : neither she nor any woman born shall especially - must we confess it ? -in the direction keep us ...
Strana 54
... hour and place of meeting . There is perseverance rewarded at last ! we thought ; but what a world of time will the intervening hours occupy . How- ever , although they did not hurry themselves in the least for us , they did slip past ...
... hour and place of meeting . There is perseverance rewarded at last ! we thought ; but what a world of time will the intervening hours occupy . How- ever , although they did not hurry themselves in the least for us , they did slip past ...
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Strana 81 - How wonderful is Death, Death, and his brother Sleep ! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue ; The other, rosy as the morn When throned on ocean's wave It blushes o'er the world : Yet both so passing wonderful...
Strana 91 - How beautiful this night ! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this moveless scene. Heaven's ebon vault, Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love had spread To curtain her sleeping world.
Strana 208 - Never shall I forget the sensations of awe, horror, and admiration with which I gazed about me. The boat appeared to be hanging, as if by magic, midway down, upon the interior surface of a funnel vast in circumference, prodigious in depth, and whose perfectly smooth sides might have been mistaken for ebony...
Strana 205 - ... was represented by a broad belt of gleaming spray; but no particle of this slipped into the mouth of the terrific funnel, whose interior, as far as the eye could fathom it, was a smooth, shining, and jet-black wall of water, inclined to the horizon at an angle of some forty-five degrees, speeding dizzily round and round with a swaying and sweltering motion, and sending forth to the winds an appalling voice, half shriek, half roar, such as not even the mighty cataract of Niagara ever lifts up...
Strana 170 - Fell mid the ranks of the invading foe. Long, but not loud, the droning wheel went on, Like the low murmur of a hive at noon ; Long, but not loud, the memory of the gone Breathed through her lips a sad and tremulous tune.
Strana 128 - With this evidence of hostile inflexibility in trampling on rights which no independent nation can relinquish, Congress will feel the duty of putting the United States into an armor and an attitude demanded by the crisis, and corresponding with the national spirit and expectations.
Strana 209 - Both above and below us were visible fragments of vessels, large masses of building timber and trunks of trees, with many smaller articles, such as pieces of house furniture, broken boxes, barrels, and staves. I have already described the unnatural curiosity which had taken the place of my original terrors. It appeared to grow upon me as I drew nearer and nearer to my dreadful doom. I now began to watch, with a strange interest, the numerous things that floated in our company. I must have been delirious,...
Strana 207 - Such a hurricane as then blew it is folly to attempt describing. The oldest seaman in Norway never experienced anything like it. We had let our sails go by the run before it cleverly took us; but, at the first puff, both our masts went by the board as if they had been sawed off — the mainmast taking with it my youngest brother, who had lashed himself to it for safety.
Strana 254 - THE flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies. What is this world's delight? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright.
Strana 81 - Seized on her sinless soul ? Must then that peerless form Which love and admiration cannot view Without a beating heart, those azure veins Which steal like streams along a field of snow, That lovely outline which is fair As breathing marble, perish? Must putrefaction's breath Leave nothing of this heavenly sight But loathsomeness and ruin?