The Port FolioEditor and Asbury Dickens, 1814 |
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... existence admonishes him that he never will retrieve the loss which he now suffers . Glory , that capricious goddess , whom he has fol VOL . III . lowed so long , and with such devotion , abandons P321.1 1 THE PORT FOLIO, ...
... existence admonishes him that he never will retrieve the loss which he now suffers . Glory , that capricious goddess , whom he has fol VOL . III . lowed so long , and with such devotion , abandons P321.1 1 THE PORT FOLIO, ...
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... glory , peculiarly invidious . Such con- quests were attended with no honour ; and captain Allen , in compliance with his orders , seemed peculiarly solicitous , in the discharge of this unthankful office , to make the enemy feel and ...
... glory , peculiarly invidious . Such con- quests were attended with no honour ; and captain Allen , in compliance with his orders , seemed peculiarly solicitous , in the discharge of this unthankful office , to make the enemy feel and ...
Side 31
... glory of the author's eloquence is reserved for August : " August , " says he , " is more showery , with the greatest uniformity of temperatures of any month in the year ; when the influences of the cloud - capt summits of the Catsberg ...
... glory of the author's eloquence is reserved for August : " August , " says he , " is more showery , with the greatest uniformity of temperatures of any month in the year ; when the influences of the cloud - capt summits of the Catsberg ...
Side 58
... glory beam'd round as of fiery rods , With the sound of deep organs and chorister gods , And the faces of bards glowing fresh from the skies , Came thronging about with intenseness of eyes . And the Nine were all there , as the harmony ...
... glory beam'd round as of fiery rods , With the sound of deep organs and chorister gods , And the faces of bards glowing fresh from the skies , Came thronging about with intenseness of eyes . And the Nine were all there , as the harmony ...
Side 59
... glory like Dryden's had gain'd . And even the four , who had graciousness found , After gazing a while , bow'd them down to the ground . What then could remain for that feeble - eyed crew ? Through the door in an instant like lightning ...
... glory like Dryden's had gain'd . And even the four , who had graciousness found , After gazing a while , bow'd them down to the ground . What then could remain for that feeble - eyed crew ? Through the door in an instant like lightning ...
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Abigail Williams action admiral American ancient Ann Putnam appears arms Barbaroux beautiful Bon Homme Richard British called captain character command commodore commodore Perry Congreve rockets crew cruise Czar death deck ships duty Eliza enemy English Europe father favour feel fire French friends frigate genius give glory guns hand head heart heaven honour hope hour hundred interest king lady laws letter lieutenant lives ment mind moral nation nature navy never Newyork Nogat o'er occasion officers OLDSCHOOL orichalcum passed passion Perry person Peter Philadelphia Pierre le Grand poet PORT FOLIO possession present province received rendered respect river rockets Russia sailed says scarcely Serapis ship soon soul spirit Stanislaus taste tear thee thing thou timber tion United Valady vessel virtue Voltaire William Henry Allen wounded writer
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Side 94 - But first, on earth as Vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be 'rent : Then ghastly haunt thy native place, And suck the blood of all thy race : There, from thy daughter, sister, wife, At midnight drain the stream of life ; Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse : Thy victims, ere they yet expire, Shall know the demon for their sire, As cursing thee, thou cursing them, Thy flowers are withered on the stem.
Side 282 - As once I wept, if I could weep My tears might well be shed, To think I was not near to keep One vigil o'er thy bed; To gaze, how fondly ! on thy face, To fold thee in a faint embrace, Uphold thy drooping head; And show that love, however vain, Nor thou nor I can feel again.
Side 264 - Their object was not to do injury, and thus provoke the Great Spirit, but to do good.
Side 280 - AND thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth ; And form so soft, and charms so rare, Too soon return'd to Earth ! Though earth received them in her bed, And o'er the spot the crowd may tread In carelessness or mirth, There is an eye which could not brook A moment on that grave to look.
Side 191 - I view Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue. Though battle call me from thy arms, Let not my pretty Susan mourn ; Though cannons roar, yet, safe from harms, William shall to his dear return. Love turns aside the balls that round me fly, Lest precious tears should drop from Susan's eye.
Side 190 - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. "Believe not what the landsmen say, Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind: They'll tell thee sailors when away, In every port a mistress find : Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so, For thou art present wheresoe'er I go.
Side 274 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted.
Side 280 - It is enough for me to prove That what I loved, and long must love, Like common earth can rot; To me there needs no stone to tell, 'Tis nothing that I loved so well.
Side 98 - Who would be doom'd to gaze upon A sky without a cloud or sun ? Less hideous far the tempest's roar Than ne'er to brave the billows more — Thrown, when the war of winds is o'er, A lonely wreck on fortune's shore, 'Mid sullen calm, and silent bay, Unseen to drop by dull decay ; — Better to sink beneath the shock Than moulder piecemeal on the rock...
Side 281 - Shall never more be thine. The silence of that dreamless sleep I envy now too much to weep ; Nor need I to repine That all those charms have pass'd away I might have watch'd through long decay.