The Knickerbocker: Or, New-York Monthly Magazine, Volum 5Charles Fenno Hoffman, Timothy Flint, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew 1835 |
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... rounds , and familiar forms and faces appear to greeting eyes , the necessity of friendship , and the desolation of its absence , come home to the mind it is felt that comfort is lost , when allied to selfishness , and that it is good ...
... rounds , and familiar forms and faces appear to greeting eyes , the necessity of friendship , and the desolation of its absence , come home to the mind it is felt that comfort is lost , when allied to selfishness , and that it is good ...
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... round numbers ; so that our years of a span long , make but one little finger . ' What good deed is not suggested by these considera- tions ? What appeals do they not furnish , for the suppression of those wranglings and storms of ill ...
... round numbers ; so that our years of a span long , make but one little finger . ' What good deed is not suggested by these considera- tions ? What appeals do they not furnish , for the suppression of those wranglings and storms of ill ...
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... round a pole only in the direc tion of the sun , viz . from left to right , or from east to west . The roots of a plant exposed to the air , and placed near to a wet sponge , will gra dually approach it , which is also an example of ...
... round a pole only in the direc tion of the sun , viz . from left to right , or from east to west . The roots of a plant exposed to the air , and placed near to a wet sponge , will gra dually approach it , which is also an example of ...
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... round the waist . You are too strong to be honest ; and when you are on blue water , you will make some mistake on the subject of property , and then the first man - of - war you fall in with , will string you all up at her yard - arm ...
... round the waist . You are too strong to be honest ; and when you are on blue water , you will make some mistake on the subject of property , and then the first man - of - war you fall in with , will string you all up at her yard - arm ...
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... round the body , and I was hauled on board before I knew what was the matter . There , ' said he , laughing , as he met me at the gangway , ' you see I am a bit of a Guacho , and can throw a lasso , on a pinch . You are hung round the ...
... round the body , and I was hauled on board before I knew what was the matter . There , ' said he , laughing , as he met me at the gangway , ' you see I am a bit of a Guacho , and can throw a lasso , on a pinch . You are hung round the ...
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Side 130 - The rector and inhabitants of the city of New- York, in communion of the Church of England, as by law established...
Side 208 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Side 352 - ... there is something inexpressibly lonely in the solitude of a prairie. The loneliness of a forest seems nothing to it. There the view is shut in by trees, and the imagination is left free to picture some livelier scene beyond. But here we have an immense extent of landscape without a sign of human existence. We have the consciousness of being far, far beyond the bounds of human habitation ; we feel as if moving in the midst of a desert world.
Side 440 - It is a pistol let off at the ear ; not a feather to tickle the intellect. It is an antic which does not stand upon manners, but comes bounding into the presence, and does not show the less comic for being dragged in sometimes by the head arid shoulders.
Side 4 - If we begin to die when we live, and long life be but a prolongation of death, our life is a sad composition ; we live with death, and die not in a moment. How many pulses made up the life of Methuselah were work for Archimedes : common counters sum up the life of Moses his man. Our days become considerable, like petty sums, by minute accumulations ; where numerous fractions make up but small round numbers ; and our days of a span long make not one little finger.
Side 137 - Duer, William Alexander. A Course of Lectures on the Constitutional jurisprudence of the United States; Delivered Annually in Columbia College, New York.
Side 8 - Know, first, that heaven and earth's compacted frame, And flowing waters, and the starry flame, And both the radiant lights, one common soul Inspires and feeds, and animates the whole. This active mind, infused through all the space, Unites and mingles with the mighty mass.
Side 125 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Side 110 - When the morning stars sang together, and the sons of God shouted for joy.
Side 259 - Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book! That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!