A Compendious History of English Literature and of the English Language, from the Norman Conquest: with Numerous Specimens, Հատոր 2Griffin, Bohn, 1861 |
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... Fire South - Sermons ; Brevity of Speech Swift - Tale of a Tub ; Interpretation of the Will 75 87 90 91 92 96 97 114 115 178 . 182 197 Brother Martin 203 " " " " Brother Jack 206 • " " " " " " Battle of the Books ; Bentley and Wotton ...
... Fire South - Sermons ; Brevity of Speech Swift - Tale of a Tub ; Interpretation of the Will 75 87 90 91 92 96 97 114 115 178 . 182 197 Brother Martin 203 " " " " Brother Jack 206 • " " " " " " Battle of the Books ; Bentley and Wotton ...
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... Fire . 377 " " 99 " Loves of the Plants 378 99 99 " " " " The Vision ( part ) " My Father was a Farmer " Highland Mary Burns : -To a Mouse 99 29 To a Mountain Daisy Address to the Deil Epistle to a Young Friend Davie ( part ) Answer to ...
... Fire . 377 " " 99 " Loves of the Plants 378 99 99 " " " " The Vision ( part ) " My Father was a Farmer " Highland Mary Burns : -To a Mouse 99 29 To a Mountain Daisy Address to the Deil Epistle to a Young Friend Davie ( part ) Answer to ...
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... fire which it had acquired in the age of Elizabeth and James . Some of the greatest of it indeed - as the verse of Milton and the prose poetry of Jeremy Taylor - was not given to the world till towards the close of the space we have ...
... fire which it had acquired in the age of Elizabeth and James . Some of the greatest of it indeed - as the verse of Milton and the prose poetry of Jeremy Taylor - was not given to the world till towards the close of the space we have ...
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... fire ; Not all the buckets in a country quire Shall quench my rage . A poet should be feared When angry , like a comet's flaming beard . And where's the Stoic can his wrath appease To see his country sick of Pym's disease , - By Scotch ...
... fire ; Not all the buckets in a country quire Shall quench my rage . A poet should be feared When angry , like a comet's flaming beard . And where's the Stoic can his wrath appease To see his country sick of Pym's disease , - By Scotch ...
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... fire As such a temper doth require . Ere God his wrath on Balaam wreaks , First by his ass to him he speaks ; Then shows him in an angel's hand A sword , his courses to withstand ; But , seeing still he forward went , Quite through his ...
... fire As such a temper doth require . Ere God his wrath on Balaam wreaks , First by his ass to him he speaks ; Then shows him in an angel's hand A sword , his courses to withstand ; But , seeing still he forward went , Quite through his ...
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A Compendious History of English Literature and of the English ..., Հատոր 2 George Lillie Craik Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1861 |
A Compendious History of English Literature, and of the English ..., Հատոր 2 George Lillie Craik Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1871 |
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Էջ 460 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Էջ 77 - Memory and her siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Էջ 502 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Էջ 463 - For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man— This was my sole resource, my only plan : Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almoit grown the habit of my soul.
Էջ 463 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Էջ 505 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Էջ 505 - Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
Էջ 90 - To his Coy Mistress Had we but world enough and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Huraber would complain.
Էջ 208 - Truth may, perhaps, come to the price of a pearl that showeth best by day, but it will not rise to the price of a diamond or carbuncle that showeth best in varied lights. A mixture of a lie doth ^ever add pleasure. Doth any man doubt that if there were taken out of men's minds vain opinions, flattering hopes, false valuations, imaginations as one would, and the like, but it would leave the minds of a number of men poor shrunken things, full of melancholy and indisposition, and unpleasing to themselves?
Էջ 360 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!