Cyclopaedia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and Critical Notices of Authors, and Selections from Their Writings. From the Earliest Period to the Present Day; with Portraits, Autographs, and Other Illustrations, Volume 2, Part 2C. Scribner, 1855 - American literature |
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... Church . " " In 1826 she married Mr. David L. Child , and in 1827 commenced The Juvenile Miscellany , a OLE BUL - FROM LETTERS FROM NEW YORK . Welcome to thee , Ole Bul ! A welcome , warm and free ! Deh ! fossi tu men bella , o almen ...
... Church . " " In 1826 she married Mr. David L. Child , and in 1827 commenced The Juvenile Miscellany , a OLE BUL - FROM LETTERS FROM NEW YORK . Welcome to thee , Ole Bul ! A welcome , warm and free ! Deh ! fossi tu men bella , o almen ...
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... church , Hamil- ton Square , near New York , and of Christ church in the city , when he was compelled by a threat . ened affection of the lungs to abandon the labora of the church and the study . By this relaxation , combined with the ...
... church , Hamil- ton Square , near New York , and of Christ church in the city , when he was compelled by a threat . ened affection of the lungs to abandon the labora of the church and the study . By this relaxation , combined with the ...
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... 1828 , when he abandoned the profession to enter the ministry of the Protestant Episcopal Church . After his ordination as deacon , in December , 1823 , by Bishop White , by whom he was 392 CYCLOPEDIA OF AMERICAN LITERATURE .
... 1828 , when he abandoned the profession to enter the ministry of the Protestant Episcopal Church . After his ordination as deacon , in December , 1823 , by Bishop White , by whom he was 392 CYCLOPEDIA OF AMERICAN LITERATURE .
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... Church , Pittsburg , where he re- mained until 1831 , when he removed to Boston as assistant minister of Trinity Church . In October , 1832 , he was consecrated the first bishop of the diocese of Vermont , and has since that time re ...
... Church , Pittsburg , where he re- mained until 1831 , when he removed to Boston as assistant minister of Trinity Church . In October , 1832 , he was consecrated the first bishop of the diocese of Vermont , and has since that time re ...
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... Church be edified . In 1829 Mr. Croswell was admitted to the priesthood , and became rector of Christ church , an ancient edifice in the vicinity of Copp's Hill burial - ground , Boston . He continued his poeti- cal contributions ...
... Church be edified . In 1829 Mr. Croswell was admitted to the priesthood , and became rector of Christ church , an ancient edifice in the vicinity of Copp's Hill burial - ground , Boston . He continued his poeti- cal contributions ...
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Page 526 - Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Page 527 - 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...
Page 527 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore, Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never— nevermore.
Page 439 - Honor charmed the air; And all astir looked kind on her, And called her good as fair — For all God ever gave to her She kept with chary care. She kept with care her beauties rare From lovers warm and true, — For her heart was cold to all but gold, And the rich came not to woo — But honored well are charms to sell If priests the selling do.
Page 499 - ... in the streets of Boston. The sun was near setting when the march commenced. The roll of the drum, at that unquiet crisis, seemed to go through the streets, less as the martial music of the soldiers, than as a muster-call to the inhabitants themselves.
Page 443 - In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife!
Page 506 - In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Page 526 - 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.
Page 527 - Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Page 446 - Taught in the school of patience to endure The life of anguish and the death of fire. All their lives long, with the unleavened bread And bitter herbs of exile and its fears, The wasting famine of the heart they fed, And slaked its thirst with marah of their tears.