A History of English Literature: In a Series of Biographical SketchesT. Nelson and Sons, 1869 - 549 էջ |
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... Our English Bible ...... 135 land ........ 101 IX . William Shakspere .. 140 II . Roger Ascham ..... 108 X. Sir Walter Raleigh .... 150 III . George Buchanan ...........................................................
... Our English Bible ...... 135 land ........ 101 IX . William Shakspere .. 140 II . Roger Ascham ..... 108 X. Sir Walter Raleigh .... 150 III . George Buchanan ...........................................................
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... land and sea , slays a monster , Grendel , but is himself slain in an attack upon a huge dragon . It is a striking picture of dim old Gothic days , much heightened in its effect by the minuteness of the descriptive lines . As we read ...
... land and sea , slays a monster , Grendel , but is himself slain in an attack upon a huge dragon . It is a striking picture of dim old Gothic days , much heightened in its effect by the minuteness of the descriptive lines . As we read ...
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... land so sorely , every reader of our history knows . Here it is not as the warrior , victorious at Ethandune and on the banks of the Lea , that we must view this greatest of the Anglo - Saxons ; but as the peaceful man of letters ...
... land so sorely , every reader of our history knows . Here it is not as the warrior , victorious at Ethandune and on the banks of the Lea , that we must view this greatest of the Anglo - Saxons ; but as the peaceful man of letters ...
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... land . His chief teacher was an Irish monk named Meildulf , who lived a hermit life under the shade of the great oak trees in north - eastern Wilt- shire . When the followers of Meildulf were formed into a mon- astery bearing its ...
... land . His chief teacher was an Irish monk named Meildulf , who lived a hermit life under the shade of the great oak trees in north - eastern Wilt- shire . When the followers of Meildulf were formed into a mon- astery bearing its ...
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... land , sang ballads of love and war ; the monk sat in his dim - lit cell penning tomes of unreadable theology , very useless logic , or dry but valuable history , and varying these sterner labours with the graceful task of copying and ...
... land , sang ballads of love and war ; the monk sat in his dim - lit cell penning tomes of unreadable theology , very useless logic , or dry but valuable history , and varying these sterner labours with the graceful task of copying and ...
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A History of English Literature: In a Series of Biographical Sketches William Francis Collier Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1877 |
A History of English Literature: In a Series of Biographical Sketches William Francis Collier Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1880 |
A History of English Literature: In a Series of Biographical Sketches William Francis Collier Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1868 |
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Էջ 392 - Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible : even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, iathomless, alone.
Էջ 378 - ... little did I dream that I should have lived to see such disasters fallen upon her in a nation of gallant men, in a nation of men of honour, and of cavaliers. I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators, has succeeded; and the glory of Europe is extinguished for ever.
Էջ 350 - Is not a patron, my lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and, when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help ? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early had been kind ; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it ; till I am solitary. and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
Էջ 446 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Էջ 324 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How...
Էջ 148 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? Or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Էջ 189 - For so have I seen a lark rising from his bed of grass, and soaring upwards, singing as he rises, and hopes to get to heaven, and climb above the clouds : but the poor bird was beaten back with the loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant — descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the...
Էջ 210 - What matter where, if I be still the same And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater...
Էջ 391 - His steps are not upon thy paths, thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his gods, where haply lies His pretty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth: — there let him lay.
Էջ 363 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berccau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains.