English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare]., Գիրք 41844 |
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... , Yet execute thy wrath on me alone : O , spare my guiltless wife , and my poor children ! - I pray thee , gentle keeper , stay by me ; My soul is heavy , and I fain would sleep . SHAKSPERE . HAMLET . ACT III . , SCENE 1 . Enter 23.
... , Yet execute thy wrath on me alone : O , spare my guiltless wife , and my poor children ! - I pray thee , gentle keeper , stay by me ; My soul is heavy , and I fain would sleep . SHAKSPERE . HAMLET . ACT III . , SCENE 1 . Enter 23.
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... fain would curse , his powerless tongue In blessing only moves ? — Alas ! the world he loves Too close around his heart her tangling veil hath flung . Sceptre and star divine , Who in thine inmost shrine Hast made us worshippers , O ...
... fain would curse , his powerless tongue In blessing only moves ? — Alas ! the world he loves Too close around his heart her tangling veil hath flung . Sceptre and star divine , Who in thine inmost shrine Hast made us worshippers , O ...
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... fain to doubt how Faith could dwell Amid that dreary glare , in this world's citadel ? Go But Love's a flower that will not die For lack of leafy screen , And Christian Hope can cheer the eye That ne'er saw vernal green : Then be ye ...
... fain to doubt how Faith could dwell Amid that dreary glare , in this world's citadel ? Go But Love's a flower that will not die For lack of leafy screen , And Christian Hope can cheer the eye That ne'er saw vernal green : Then be ye ...
Common terms and phrases
alwaye angel art thou Athens behold believe that Thou bless blood boat falls rapidly Brak breath brest bright Canaan cloud COMUS dark dear death deep delight didst doth dread dreams earth ENGLISH POETRY fain fair faithful falls rapidly Adown fayre fear flower gold green grove hand Hark HARP hath hear heart heaven hell hill hire holy KEBLE knocking Lady Lady Macbeth last embrace light little boat falls LIVERPOOL Lord loud Macb Macbeth MATTHEW'S DAY Methought moche moon moonlight mountain murmur night nought numbers o'er pale PARADISE REGAINED PIEMONT plaste pourè preest rock Rome round Sail Seint serene shade shadows shine shuld sight silent sleep song soul star stood stream sweet swiche Thalaba thee thence ther thine things Thou art thought tower trewely unto vale wake watch waves WESTMINSTER BRIDGE whan Wilt thou go wind wing wolde wyll
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Էջ 27 - They heard, and were abashed, and up they sprung Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch, On duty sleeping found by whom they dread, Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake. Nor did they not perceive the evil plight In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel; Yet to their General's voice they soon obeyed Innumerable.
Էջ 25 - Thus Satan talking to his nearest mate With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Էջ 20 - Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done Look on't again I dare not.
Էջ 55 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Էջ 58 - This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
Էջ 29 - Commander : he, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower : his form had yet not lost All her original brightness ; nor appear'd Less than Arch-Angel ruin'd, and the excess Of glory obscured...
Էջ 23 - With that grim ferryman, which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud,— What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Էջ 25 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Էջ 18 - Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Էջ 41 - Purification in the old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind: Her face was...