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Page 1 - In conformity to the Act of Congress of the United States, entitled u An Act for the encouragement of Learning,
Page 57 - 1. And am I doom'd to be denied forever, The blessings that to all around are given ? And shall those links be reunited never That bound me to mankind, till they were riven In childhood's day ? Alas, how soon to sever From social intercourse, the doom of heaven Was past upon me! and the hope how vain,
Page 138 - The ocean shrinks and grows again; The moon herself is lost in heaven; But thou
Page 58 - 2. Amid a throng in deep attention bound, To catch the accents that from others fall, The flow of eloquence—the heav'nly sound Breath'd from the soul of melody, while all Instructed or delighted list around, Vacant unconsciousness must me enthral!
Page 1 - the time therein mentioned." And also to an Act, entitled ** An Act, supplementary
Page 42 - And dreams in their developement have breath, And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy. Byron.
Page 58 - my heart no echo they inspire; Though form'd by nature in thy sweet control To melt with tenderness, or glow with fire, Misfortune clos'd the portals of the soul,
Page 136 - And I, who now muse on the thousands departed, May follow them ere the return of this day, Bedew'd with the tears of some friend brokenhearted, Who now smiles upon me unthinking and gay; And better than I should survive to deplore them. The few that to share my affections remain, O better by far I should perish before them,
Page 137 - The hearts that now love me, will they not regret me, Shall ever my memory cease to be dear? The friends of my bosom,—O can they forget me, If swept from their sight by the close of the year?
Page 118 - See the foe receding From the victor's might;— See the hero leading To pursue their flight;— See the warrior bleeding, Struggling still to fight; On the field disabled lying, See he grasps his weapon dying, Shouting, while from the battle storm The foes, confusedly flying, Trample upon his mangled form, Lightnings flashing from the eyes