The Canadian Monthly and National Review, Volumen6Graeme Mercer Adam, George Stewart Adam, Stevenson & Company, 1874 |
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... - handed , defended the merchant- men against a pursuing squadron of three frigates and two sloops , and brought her charge safely home . their being led to refuse the bribe of a per- HISTORICAL SKETCH OF THE WAR OF 1812 . 3.
... - handed , defended the merchant- men against a pursuing squadron of three frigates and two sloops , and brought her charge safely home . their being led to refuse the bribe of a per- HISTORICAL SKETCH OF THE WAR OF 1812 . 3.
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... brought to bay , the British General , appar- ently stunned and bewildered by accumulated misfortunes , felt compelled to risk an almost hopeless fight . His little band of footsore and weary men - dejected , hopeless , ex- hausted by a ...
... brought to bay , the British General , appar- ently stunned and bewildered by accumulated misfortunes , felt compelled to risk an almost hopeless fight . His little band of footsore and weary men - dejected , hopeless , ex- hausted by a ...
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... brought neither glory nor substantial benefit , but , on the contrary , heavy loss . Her merchantmen had been captured to the number of nearly three thousand , her foreign trade almost annihilated , her revenues immensely de- creased ...
... brought neither glory nor substantial benefit , but , on the contrary , heavy loss . Her merchantmen had been captured to the number of nearly three thousand , her foreign trade almost annihilated , her revenues immensely de- creased ...
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... brought this British armament before the walls of their city , the knot of officers re- mained upon the heights till only the white shrouds and gleaming lights of the hostile vessels were visible through the gathering darkness , and ...
... brought this British armament before the walls of their city , the knot of officers re- mained upon the heights till only the white shrouds and gleaming lights of the hostile vessels were visible through the gathering darkness , and ...
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... brought me blankly back to prose And Gladstone's measure . VIII . Well , well , the wisest bend to Fate . My brown old books around me wait , My pipe still holds , unconfiscate , Its wonted station . Pass me the wine . To Those that ...
... brought me blankly back to prose And Gladstone's measure . VIII . Well , well , the wisest bend to Fate . My brown old books around me wait , My pipe still holds , unconfiscate , Its wonted station . Pass me the wine . To Those that ...
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Página 439 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
Página 83 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Página 94 - Ye whose hearts are fresh and simple, Who have faith in God and Nature, Who believe that in all ages Every human heart is human, That in even savage bosoms There are longings, yearnings, strivings For the good they comprehend not, That the feeble hands and helpless, Groping blindly in the darkness, Touch God's right hand in that darkness And are lifted up and strengthened;— Listen to this simple story, To this Song of Hiawatha!
Página 194 - For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish : to the one we are the savour of death unto death ; and to the other the savour of life unto life.
Página 544 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Página 205 - Trees, a veil just half withdrawn ; This fall of water, that doth make A murmur near the silent Lake...
Página 81 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Página 112 - But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge of our buried life ; A thirst to spend our fire and restless force In tracking out our true, original course ; A longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us — to know Whence our lives come and where they go.
Página 206 - ... birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure : — But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?
Página 80 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...