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" The tempest, which had juBt gone by, Still hung along the eastern sky, And threatened, as it rolled away. The birds from every dripping spray, Were pouring forth their joyous mirth. The torrent with its waters brown, From rock to rock came rushing down;... "
The Hunter and Other Poems - Page 36
by Micah P. Flint - 1826 - 147 pages
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The United States Review and Literary Gazette, Volume 1

American periodicals - 1827 - 496 pages
...for an imitation. Here is another pretty specimen, in character somewhat similar to the preceding. " The tempest, which had just gone by, Still hung along...and thus, once more, The story of his life began." pp. 35, 36. The following may be selected as a remarkably beautiful expression of a trite sentiment....
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The United States Review and Literary Gazette, Volume 1

American periodicals - 1827 - 492 pages
...for an imitation. Here is another pretty specimen, in character somewhat similar to the preceding. " The tempest, which had just gone by, Still hung along...and thus, once more, The story of his life began." pp. 35, 36. The following may be selected as a remarkably beautiful expression of a trite sentiment....
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The Western Monthly Review, Volume 1

Timothy Flint - Mississippi River Valley - 1828 - 828 pages
...threatened, as it rolled away. The birds from every dripping spray, Were pouring forth their jovons mirth. The torrent with its waters brown, From rock...trembling stood, Like pearls, in every leafy nook. REMEMBRANCE. By day, by night, on hill, or plain, Whate'er my task, where e'er I go. In dreams, awake,...
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The Western Messenger, Volume 1

James Freeman Clarke, William Henry Channing, James Handasyd Perkins - Unitarianism - 1836 - 740 pages
...risen there, Now sunk beneath a brighter glow, And melted into ambient air. The tempest, which had juBt gone by, Still hung along the eastern sky, And threatened,...sat; and thus once more The story of his life began. Or would you be made sensible, by a single image, of the awful stillness of a western forest. The moon...
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The Western Messenger: Devoted to Religion, Life, and Literature, Volume 1

1836 - 708 pages
...torrent with its waters brown, From rock to rock came rushing down; While, from among the smoking hille, The voices of a thousand rills Were heard, exulting...and thus once more . The story of his life began. Or would you be made sensible, by a single image, of the awful stillness^)fa western forest. The moon...
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Selections from the Poetical Literature of the West

William Davis Gallagher - American literature - 1841 - 278 pages
...distant mountain's head ; And every hue of that fair bow, Whose beauteous arch had risen there, Now sank beneath a brighter glow, And melted into ambient air....trembling stood, Like pearls, in every leafy nook. 13 AUGUST. BY WILLIAM D. GALLAGHER. DUST on thy mantle ! dust, Bright Summer, on thy livery of green...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1855 - 690 pages
...voices of a thousand rills Were heard exulting at its birth. A breeze came whispering through the vao And, from its thousand tresses, shook The big round drops that trembling etooi Like pearls, in every leafy nook. THÍ- N iV' YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOh. LF.N^X Ab D TILDEN KOL,Tr>A...
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The Poets and Poetry of America

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - American poetry - 1856 - 696 pages
...The torrent, with its waters brown. From rock to rock cnme rushing down, While, from among the smoky hills, The voices of a thousand rills Were heard exulting...trembling stood, Like pearls, in every leafy nook. VT. HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW. [Bon,, 1907.] MB. LononLLOw was born in the city of Portland, in Maine,...
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The Poets and Poetry of the West: With Biographical and Critical Notices

William Turner Coggeshall - American literature - 1860 - 704 pages
...MOUNTAIN STORM. THE storm had passed, but not in wrath, For ruin had not marked its path, O'er that sweet vale, where now was seen A bluer sky, and brighter...trembling stood, Like pearls, in every leafy nook. THE SUGAR GAMP. It was a valley down whose slope A streamlet poured its full spring tide, With gentle...
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