The Yale Literary Magazine, Volume 11Yale Literary Society, 1846 - College students' writings, American |
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... cold , stormy evening , he might have been seen wending his lonely way to an obscure part of the city , for the purpose of visiting the widow of one of his early friends . He knocked at the door of the humble tenement in a dark alley ...
... cold , stormy evening , he might have been seen wending his lonely way to an obscure part of the city , for the purpose of visiting the widow of one of his early friends . He knocked at the door of the humble tenement in a dark alley ...
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... cold charity of the world after my death . While my own life and health is spared , I do not fear - I defy Fortune to do her worst - but then , the hereafter . At some future day , it may be , I shall be censured by those utterly igno ...
... cold charity of the world after my death . While my own life and health is spared , I do not fear - I defy Fortune to do her worst - but then , the hereafter . At some future day , it may be , I shall be censured by those utterly igno ...
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... cold ! " Ah , yes ! if you are human and possess the faculties of a rational being , such must have been your meditations and such your conviction . Then how many tales of woe or happiness may not those grave - mounds com- memorate of ...
... cold ! " Ah , yes ! if you are human and possess the faculties of a rational being , such must have been your meditations and such your conviction . Then how many tales of woe or happiness may not those grave - mounds com- memorate of ...
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... cold occupant . Ah ! thought I aloud , the old man dieth and soon his name passeth away in his grave ; the young man dieth and they plant flowers over his head - but the flowers , too , have their day to blossom and to die ! -so it is ...
... cold occupant . Ah ! thought I aloud , the old man dieth and soon his name passeth away in his grave ; the young man dieth and they plant flowers over his head - but the flowers , too , have their day to blossom and to die ! -so it is ...
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... cold winter's morning , lest he should not be in season for prayers , that it is almost impossible to repress a smile . Still , young man , we sympathize with you , for our thoughts go back to the time when we were in a like predicament ...
... cold winter's morning , lest he should not be in season for prayers , that it is almost impossible to repress a smile . Still , young man , we sympathize with you , for our thoughts go back to the time when we were in a like predicament ...
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Page 286 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow.
Page 325 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan...
Page 277 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Page 277 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked him for her own.
Page 408 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Page 311 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Page 148 - In happy climes, the seat of innocence, Where Nature guides and Virtue rules, Where men shall not impose for truth and sense The pedantry of courts and schools : There shall be sung another golden age, The rise of empire and of arts, The good and great inspiring epic rage, The wisest heads and noblest hearts.
Page 303 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 274 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply ; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Page 366 - I cannot blame him : at my nativity The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes, Of burning cressets ; and at my birth The frame and huge foundation of the earth Shak'd like a coward.