The Prose and Poetry of Europe and America: Consisting of Literary Gems and Curiosities, and Containing the Choice and Beautiful Productions of Many of the Most Popular Writers of the Past and Present Age ...Leavitt & Allen, 1845 - 600 páginas |
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... Javan poem , the Brata Yudha , given by Sir Stamford Raffles in his History of Java , we find , " He aimed at the heart of Soeta with the sharp - pointed Weapon of Fire . " The mention of gunpowder as in use among the Arabians , long ...
... Javan poem , the Brata Yudha , given by Sir Stamford Raffles in his History of Java , we find , " He aimed at the heart of Soeta with the sharp - pointed Weapon of Fire . " The mention of gunpowder as in use among the Arabians , long ...
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... Javan from the camp of the invaders to the valley where the patriarchs dweit . - The story of Javan's former life . EASTWARD of Eden's early - peopled plain , When Abel perished by the hand of Cain , The murderer from his judge's ...
... Javan from the camp of the invaders to the valley where the patriarchs dweit . - The story of Javan's former life . EASTWARD of Eden's early - peopled plain , When Abel perished by the hand of Cain , The murderer from his judge's ...
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... Javan's face ; For quick his eye and changeable its ray , As the sun glancing through a vernal day ; And like the lake , by storm or moonlight seen , With darkening furrows or cerulean mien , His countenance the mirror of his breast ...
... Javan's face ; For quick his eye and changeable its ray , As the sun glancing through a vernal day ; And like the lake , by storm or moonlight seen , With darkening furrows or cerulean mien , His countenance the mirror of his breast ...
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... Javan won it in the strife for fame , Among the sons of music when their sire To his victorious skill adjudged the lyre . ' Twas noon , when Javan climbed the bordering hill , by many an old remembrance hallowed still , Whence he beheld ...
... Javan won it in the strife for fame , Among the sons of music when their sire To his victorious skill adjudged the lyre . ' Twas noon , when Javan climbed the bordering hill , by many an old remembrance hallowed still , Whence he beheld ...
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... Javan searched this blossom - woven shade , He spied the semblance of a sleeping maid ; ' Tis she ; ' tis Zillah , in her leafy shrine ; O'erwatched in slumber by a power divine , In cool retirement from the heat of day , Alone ...
... Javan searched this blossom - woven shade , He spied the semblance of a sleeping maid ; ' Tis she ; ' tis Zillah , in her leafy shrine ; O'erwatched in slumber by a power divine , In cool retirement from the heat of day , Alone ...
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The Prose and Poetry of Europe and America: Consisting of Literary Gems and ... Vista completa - 1853 |
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Página 312 - I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Página 347 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Página 312 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Página 314 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
Página 313 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labor free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Página 313 - While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round ; And still as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired...
Página 314 - To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread, To pick her wintry fagot from the thorn, , To seek her nightly shed, and weep till morn; She only left of all the harmless train, The sad historian of the pensive plain...
Página 346 - It were all one That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me : In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Página 313 - SWEET AUBURN! loveliest village of the plain; Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed : Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...
Página 314 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all. And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.