Outline History of English and American Literature: For Use in Colleges and SchoolsAmerican Book Company, 1900 - 552 Seiten |
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... Lord . ' They translated for Cæd- mon a passage in Holy Writ , bidding him , if he could , put the same in verse . ' The next morning he gave it them composed in excellent verse , whereon the abbess , understanding the divine grace in ...
... Lord . ' They translated for Cæd- mon a passage in Holy Writ , bidding him , if he could , put the same in verse . ' The next morning he gave it them composed in excellent verse , whereon the abbess , understanding the divine grace in ...
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... lords of all the western part of France from the English Channel to the Pyrenees . The Normans proper were the most able and adaptable of all the northern races , and the conquest of England is rightly called the Norman Conquest ; but ...
... lords of all the western part of France from the English Channel to the Pyrenees . The Normans proper were the most able and adaptable of all the northern races , and the conquest of England is rightly called the Norman Conquest ; but ...
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... Lord be gracious to him , He dwelt at Ernly At a noble church Upon Severn's bank , Good it seemed to him , Aton Radstone When he read book . It came to him in mind And in his chief thought That he would of England Tell the noble deeds ...
... Lord be gracious to him , He dwelt at Ernly At a noble church Upon Severn's bank , Good it seemed to him , Aton Radstone When he read book . It came to him in mind And in his chief thought That he would of England Tell the noble deeds ...
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... Lord be merciful to him . Pen he took with fingers And wrote a book - skin And the true word set together And the three books Compressed into one . " The poem extends to fifty - six hundred lines without much plan . The stories of Lear ...
... Lord be merciful to him . Pen he took with fingers And wrote a book - skin And the true word set together And the three books Compressed into one . " The poem extends to fifty - six hundred lines without much plan . The stories of Lear ...
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... Lord Liveden full strait , 3 In hope to have after Heaven - riche bliss ; 4 As anchors and heremites 5 That holden hem in hir6 cells , And coveten nought in country To carryen about , For no likerous liflode Hir likame to please ? And ...
... Lord Liveden full strait , 3 In hope to have after Heaven - riche bliss ; 4 As anchors and heremites 5 That holden hem in hir6 cells , And coveten nought in country To carryen about , For no likerous liflode Hir likame to please ? And ...
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Seite 211 - CYRIAC, this three years' day, these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman.
Seite 467 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Seite 339 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
Seite 168 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Seite 156 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Seite 179 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Seite 509 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer...
Seite 339 - Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings.
Seite 213 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, , Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Seite 508 - Fifty-five! This morning the parson takes a drive. Now, small boys, get out of the way! Here comes the wonderful one-hoss shay, Drawn by a rat-tailed, ewe-necked bay. "Huddup!" said the parson. Off went they. The parson was working his Sunday's text, Had got to fifthly, and stopped perplexed At what the -Moses - was coming next. All at once the horse stood still, Close by the meet'n'-house on the hill First a shiver, and then a thrill, Then something decidedly like a spill.