The Story of English LiteratureCassell, Petter, Galpin & Company, 1882 - 519 էջ |
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... come after us ? God of our children , whom we yearn to teach , The lips we kiss , O touch them from above ; Turn Thou their babblings into manly speech As strong to move through innocence to love . Our days are few , but yet a little ...
... come after us ? God of our children , whom we yearn to teach , The lips we kiss , O touch them from above ; Turn Thou their babblings into manly speech As strong to move through innocence to love . Our days are few , but yet a little ...
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... come quite freshly to the subject , not as critics , nor even yet as students , but who with awakening intelligence are ready to have their eyes opened by Literature to the beauty of the world around them , the sweetness of that love ...
... come quite freshly to the subject , not as critics , nor even yet as students , but who with awakening intelligence are ready to have their eyes opened by Literature to the beauty of the world around them , the sweetness of that love ...
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... come down to us relate to the struggle of a clan or family for existence among the Gael , and to a great battle fought by the Cymri against the Teutons , who were gaining possession of Britain . The Gaelic battle was fought , so it is ...
... come down to us relate to the struggle of a clan or family for existence among the Gael , and to a great battle fought by the Cymri against the Teutons , who were gaining possession of Britain . The Gaelic battle was fought , so it is ...
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... comes into our literature from the Teutons . They had less imagination than the Kelts , and seldom made use of any figures of speech , but spoke the truth in simple , plain words . By degrees our island became peopled by the Teutons ...
... comes into our literature from the Teutons . They had less imagination than the Kelts , and seldom made use of any figures of speech , but spoke the truth in simple , plain words . By degrees our island became peopled by the Teutons ...
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... come to avenge her son . Beowulf was sleeping in another place , and in vain did the warriors draw their swords upon the monster . She escaped ; and the next day Beowulf undertook to find her and slay her also . He found the waste of ...
... come to avenge her son . Beowulf was sleeping in another place , and in vain did the warriors draw their swords upon the monster . She escaped ; and the next day Beowulf undertook to find her and slay her also . He found the waste of ...
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Էջ 253 - 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 267 - 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.
Էջ 248 - 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 252 - ... 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 293 - 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 348 - 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 169 - 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.
Էջ 492 - 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 253 - 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 441 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.