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... ment , or reason ; and its province is to delight , refine , and inspire the soul , rather than to engage , inform , or sharpen the mind . Hence , all scientific , professional , statistical , and merely matter - of - fact works must be ...
... ment , or reason ; and its province is to delight , refine , and inspire the soul , rather than to engage , inform , or sharpen the mind . Hence , all scientific , professional , statistical , and merely matter - of - fact works must be ...
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... ment was Jonathan Edwards , author of the celebrated Trea- tise on the Will . " This remarkable man , the metaphysician of America , was formed among the Calvinists of New Eng- land when their stern doctrine retained its vigorous au ...
... ment was Jonathan Edwards , author of the celebrated Trea- tise on the Will . " This remarkable man , the metaphysician of America , was formed among the Calvinists of New Eng- land when their stern doctrine retained its vigorous au ...
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... ment of a theological literature , so the struggle for the latter evolved a political literature , one original - and national too - in its principles , eloquence , and patriotic sentiment . Early Oratory . - Among the number of those ...
... ment of a theological literature , so the struggle for the latter evolved a political literature , one original - and national too - in its principles , eloquence , and patriotic sentiment . Early Oratory . - Among the number of those ...
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... ment of the United States of America ; History of the in South Carolina ; History of the American Revoluti Washington ; History of South Carolina ; History of States . Most of the writings of these early historians accumulations of ...
... ment of the United States of America ; History of the in South Carolina ; History of the American Revoluti Washington ; History of South Carolina ; History of States . Most of the writings of these early historians accumulations of ...
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... ment ; You are no longer Priscilla , but Bertha the Beautiful Spinner . " Here the light foot on the treadle grew swifter and swifter ; the spindle Uttered an angry snarl , and the thread snapped short in her fingers ; While the ...
... ment ; You are no longer Priscilla , but Bertha the Beautiful Spinner . " Here the light foot on the treadle grew swifter and swifter ; the spindle Uttered an angry snarl , and the thread snapped short in her fingers ; While the ...
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Сторінка 147 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '"Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Сторінка 99 - So all night long the storm roared on : The morning broke without a sun ; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature's geometric signs, In starry flake, and pellicle, All day the hoary meteor fell ; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own. Around the glistening wonder bent The blue walls of the firmament, No cloud above, no earth below, — A universe of sky and snow...
Сторінка 257 - The very character of the people seemed changed. There was a busy, bustling, disputatious tone about it, instead of the accustomed phlegm and drowsy tranquillity. He looked in vain for the sage Nicholas Vedder, with his broad face, double chin, and fair long pipe, uttering clouds of tobacco smoke instead of idle speeches; or Van Bummel, the schoolmaster, doling forth the contents of an ancient newspaper.
Сторінка 39 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers so blue and golden. Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.
Сторінка 149 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted— nevermore!
Сторінка 255 - The very village was altered; it was larger and more populous. There were rows of houses which he had never seen before, and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared. Strange names were over the doors, strange faces at the windows — everything was strange.
Сторінка 55 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair!
Сторінка 256 - He recognized on the sign, however, the ruby face of King George, under which he had smoked so many a peaceful pipe; but even this was singularly metamorphosed. The red coat was changed for one of blue and buff, a sword was held in the hand instead of a sceptre, the head was decorated with a cocked hat, and underneath was painted in large characters, GENERAL WASHINGTON.
Сторінка 43 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses! Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the meadows.
Сторінка 153 - That close the pestilence are broke, And crowded cities wail its stroke; Come in consumption's ghastly form, The earthquake shock, the ocean storm; Come when the heart beats high and warm With banquet song, and dance, and wine: And thou art terrible — the tear. The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier, And all we know, or dream, or fear Of asronv are thine.