Harper's Magazine, Volum 3

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Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells
Harper's Magazine Company, 1852
Important American periodical dating back to 1850.
 

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Side 20 - Heavens! what a goodly prospect spreads around, Of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, And glittering towns, and gilded streams, till all The stretching landscape into smoke decays!
Side 303 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night.
Side 413 - An incessant attention to preserve inviolate those exalted rights and liberties of human nature, for which they have fought and bled, and without which the high rank of a rational being is a curse instead of a blessing. "An unalterable determination to promote and cherish, between the respective States, that union and national honor so essentially necessary to their happiness, and the future dignity of the American empire.
Side 20 - Summer's drought; Unmatch'd thy guardian oaks; thy valleys float With golden waves : and on thy mountains flocks Bleat numberless ! while, roving round their sides, Bellow the blackening herds in lusty droves.
Side 21 - Amid the dark recesses of his works, The great Creator sought? And why thy Locke. Who made the whole internal world his own? Let Newton, pure intelligence, whom God To mortals lent, to trace his boundless works From laws sublimely simple, speak thy fame In all philosophy.
Side 16 - The dash of clouds, or irritating war Of fighting winds, while all is calm below, They furious spring. A boding silence reigns, Dread through the dun expanse ; save the dull sound That from the mountain, previous to the storm, Rolls o'er the muttering earth, disturbs the flood, And shakes the forest-leaf without a breath. Prone, to the lowest vale, the aerial tribes Descend: the tempest-loving raven scarce Dares wing the dubious dusk.
Side 2 - Roused by the cock, the soon-clad shepherd leaves His mossy cottage, where with peace he dwells ; And from the crowded fold, in order, drives His flock, to taste the verdure of the morn.
Side 14 - Of steaming crowds, of rank disease, and death, Behold ! he rushing cuts the briny flood, Swift as the gale can bear the ship along ; And, from the partners of that cruel trade, Which spoils unhappy Guinea of her sons, Demands his share of prey ; demands themselves.
Side 10 - Smooth to the shelving brink a copious flood Rolls fair and placid; where collected all, In one impetuous torrent, down the steep It thundering shoots, and shakes the country round.
Side 7 - The trout is banish'd by the sordid stream ; Heavy, and dripping, to the breezy brow Slow move the harmless race : where as they spread Their swelling treasures to the sunny ray>> Inly disturb'd, and wondering what this wild Outrageous tumult means, their loud complaints E5 The country fill ; and, toss'd from rock to rock, Incessant bleatings run around the hills.

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