The Story of English LiteratureCassell, Petter, Galpin & Company, 1882 - 519 էջ |
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... brought into England by the northern tribes which settled in Northumbria , for it is a story of Scan- dinavian life . But the language in which it comes to us is the First English , of the period after the Teutons had settled in England ...
... brought into England by the northern tribes which settled in Northumbria , for it is a story of Scan- dinavian life . But the language in which it comes to us is the First English , of the period after the Teutons had settled in England ...
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... brought of her virtue and industry . " Hilda and the other servants of God living in the religious house at Whitby gave their best energies to the work of teaching Christianity to the heathen in that district , and one of their first ...
... brought of her virtue and industry . " Hilda and the other servants of God living in the religious house at Whitby gave their best energies to the work of teaching Christianity to the heathen in that district , and one of their first ...
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... brought the guests to the feast , and which were put up there for the night , and needed guarding from robbers and wolves . When Cadmon found himself alone in the stable , where he was to keep watch all night , his thoughts would turn ...
... brought the guests to the feast , and which were put up there for the night , and needed guarding from robbers and wolves . When Cadmon found himself alone in the stable , where he was to keep watch all night , his thoughts would turn ...
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... brought new elements into our literature , which knit it into closer sympathy with the daily life of men and the things they most care for belonging to this world . We all have a strong interest in our own lives ; we like to remember ...
... brought new elements into our literature , which knit it into closer sympathy with the daily life of men and the things they most care for belonging to this world . We all have a strong interest in our own lives ; we like to remember ...
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... brought down to his own time , he kept a particular account of every event as it happened . One of the chief of these chroniclers was William of Malmesbury . He was born in 1095 , nearly thirty years after the battle of Hastings , and ...
... brought down to his own time , he kept a particular account of every event as it happened . One of the chief of these chroniclers was William of Malmesbury . He was born in 1095 , nearly thirty years after the battle of Hastings , and ...
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Էջ 247 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears; Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Էջ 242 - Beauty is Nature's brag, and must be shown In courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, Where most may wonder at' the workmanship ; It is for homely features to keep home, They had their name thence ; coarse complexions, And cheeks of sorry grain, will serve to ply The sampler, and to tease the huswife's wool.
Էջ 246 - ... 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 287 - Henceforth I learn, that to obey is best, And love, with fear, the only God ; to walk As in his presence, ever to observe His providence, and on him sole depend...
Էջ 218 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. » We have short time to stay as you; We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Էջ 434 - How small, of all that human hearts endure , That part which laws or kings can cause or cure...
Էջ 342 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarg'd the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down.
Էջ 486 - They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam ; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Էջ 247 - Weep no more, woeful Shepherds, weep no more ! For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor : So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Էջ 163 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.