Category: Poetry
This elegant structure is thrown across the Schuylkill, on the site once occupied by an airy and graceful wooden erection, for years the pride of our city, and celebrated as being the longest bridge of a single arch in the known world. The boldness of the architect in thus spa...
This elegant structure is thrown across the Schuylkill, on the site once occupied by an airy and graceful wooden erection, for years the pride of our city, and celebrated as bei...
2. Part 2I might multiply instances, egad, for fifty years of experience _will_ store one’s memory with facts, and by the aid of them I could reel off arguments for this accomplishment f...
3. Part 3“You wrong us, indeed, Ellen,” I said, “for no one has a warmer heart than the sailor. But we have shared so many dangers with our ship, and it has been to us so long almost our...
4. Part 4“Thompsons!—they oughtn’t to be found at out-of-the-way places; all the genteel Thompsons that I ever heard of go to springs and places of decided fashion; it is absolutely nece...
5. Part 5“Yes, and if you don’t take care, he’ll spoil your flirtation before you get it rightly underweigh. He is as handsome a fellow as ever I saw, and as gentlemanlike.”
6. Part 6“I arrived on the night of the 20th of April, at the village of Trehmiria, with the physician of the district, M. Frants Frantsovitch, Mayor; we found in the cabin of the fisher...
7. Part 7“Fit time!”—he cried with quivering brow, Tale such as mine was uttered now; When all the elements are stirred To hear a spirit’s fearful word. Let lightnings flash—let thunders...
8. Part 8Brief hour of human purity and truth! Malignant Envy, in the bland disguise Of friendship, stole, yea, twined his serpent folds Around fair Wisdom’s consecrated Tree. “Eat, woma...
9. Part 9“You don’t seem to understand my plans, Mamma. Ellen Grey is pretty, and modest, and sentimental, and all that; she is just the kind of person to be very attractive to gentlemen...
10. Part 10“Did you not see her go out with him to ride last evening? Well, it seems Mr. Beauchamp’s servant had been privately despatched to the city with their baggage, and instead of re...
11. Part 11After an absence of half an hour, the page returned, following the lieutenant of the tower, for whom he ceremoniously held the door opening to King Edward’s chamber. The lieuten...
12. Part 12One little month had scarcely passed when the Duke of Somerset, bereft of wealth and station, sat in a gloomy prison room of the tower, expecting each moment to be dragged forth...
13. Part 13Though taken by surprise, the noble lady had been so long accustomed to courts that, in crossing the ante-chamber, she resumed the quiet and dignified manner which anxiety had p...
14. Part 14A novel, in the true acceptation of the name, is a picture of real life. The plot may be involved, but it must not transcend probability. The agencies introduced must belong to...