The Adirondack: Or, Life in the Woods

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Baker and Scribner, 1849 - 288 頁
 

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第 101 頁 - Stood fixed ; and fixed resemblances were seen To implements of ordinary use, But vast in size, in substance glorified ; Such as by Hebrew Prophets were beheld In vision — forms uncouth of mightiest power For admiration and mysterious awe.
第 73 頁 - With the loud streams : and often, at the hour When issue forth the first pale stars, is heard, Within the circuit of this fabric huge, One voice, the solitary raven, flying Athwart the concave of the dark blue dome, Unseen, perchance above all power of sight — An iron knell ! with echoes from afar Faint, and still fainter...
第 73 頁 - Has not the soul, the being of your life, Received a shock of awful consciousness, In some calm season, when these lofty rocks At night's approach bring down the unclouded sky To rest upon their circumambient walls ; A temple framing of dimensions vast, And yet not too enormous for the sound Of human anthems, — choral song, or burst Sublime of instrumental harmony, To glorify...
第 228 頁 - Oh! then there is freedom, and joy, and pride, Afar in the desert alone to ride! There is rapture to vault on the champing steed, And to bound away with the eagle's speed, With the death-fraught firelock in my hand — The only law of the Desert Land!
第 101 頁 - I following — when a step, A single step, that freed me from the skirts Of the blind vapour, opened to my view Glory beyond all glory 'ever seen By waking sense or by the dreaming soul!
第 110 頁 - His ways are not as our ways, neither are his thoughts as our thoughts.
第 228 頁 - The scorner's laugh, and the sufferer's tear, And malice, and meanness, and falsehood, and folly, Dispose me to musing and dark melancholy ; When my bosom is full, and my thoughts are high, And my soul is sick with the...
第 288 頁 - THE CZAR, HIS COURT AND PEOPLE, including a Tour in Norway and Sweden, by John S Maxwell, 1 vol.
第 101 頁 - twas an unimaginable sight ! Clouds, mists, streams, watery rocks and emerald turf, Clouds of all tincture, rocks and sapphire sky Confused, commingled, mutually inflamed, Molten together, and composing thus, Each lost in each, that marvellous array Of temple, palace, citadel, and huge Fantastic pomp of structure without name, In fleecy folds voluminous enwrapped.
第 228 頁 - Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bushboy alone by my side, When the wild turmoil of this wearisome life, With its scenes of oppression, corruption, and strife — The proud man's frown, and the base man's fear...

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