A Compendious History of English Literature and of the English Language, from the Norman Conquest: with Numerous Specimens, Band 2Griffin, Bohn, 1861 |
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... Truth ; Voltaire Cowper - Table Talk ; National Vice " " " " Conversation ; Meeting on the Road to Emmaus Lines on his Mother's Picture · Darwin - Botanic Garden ; " Flowers of the Sky " " " 357 358 359 360 365 " " " " The Compass 99 ...
... Truth ; Voltaire Cowper - Table Talk ; National Vice " " " " Conversation ; Meeting on the Road to Emmaus Lines on his Mother's Picture · Darwin - Botanic Garden ; " Flowers of the Sky " " " 357 358 359 360 365 " " " " The Compass 99 ...
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... truth to tell ye , Whose neck and throat are deeper than the belly . Have you seen monkeys chained about the loins , Or pottle - pots with rings ? Just so she joins Herself together : a dressing she doth love In a small print below and ...
... truth to tell ye , Whose neck and throat are deeper than the belly . Have you seen monkeys chained about the loins , Or pottle - pots with rings ? Just so she joins Herself together : a dressing she doth love In a small print below and ...
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... truth is that the influence of French literature had begun to be felt by our own at a considerably earlier date . The court of Charles I. was far from being so thoroughly French as that of Charles II .; but the connexion established ...
... truth is that the influence of French literature had begun to be felt by our own at a considerably earlier date . The court of Charles I. was far from being so thoroughly French as that of Charles II .; but the connexion established ...
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... truth ( for out it must ) It looked like the great collar , just , About our young colt's neck . Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out As if they feared the light ; But oh ! she dances such a way No sun upon ...
... truth ( for out it must ) It looked like the great collar , just , About our young colt's neck . Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out As if they feared the light ; But oh ! she dances such a way No sun upon ...
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... truth is , I was not qualified enough to serve him all I could do was to bear a part in his sufferings , and to give myself to be crushed with his fall . " " My Lord , " he con- cludes , " you see my crimes ; as to my defence , you bear ...
... truth is , I was not qualified enough to serve him all I could do was to bear a part in his sufferings , and to give myself to be crushed with his fall . " " My Lord , " he con- cludes , " you see my crimes ; as to my defence , you bear ...
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Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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?
Seite 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!