Outline History of English and American Literature: For Use in Colleges and SchoolsAmerican Book Company, 1900 - 552 Seiten |
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... thee to question thyself any longer . ' ' It is easily done , ' said Bede , ' take thy pen and write quickly . ' Amid tears and fare- wells the day wore on to eventide . There is yet one sentence 6 6 unwritten , dear Master , ' said the ...
... thee to question thyself any longer . ' ' It is easily done , ' said Bede , ' take thy pen and write quickly . ' Amid tears and fare- wells the day wore on to eventide . There is yet one sentence 6 6 unwritten , dear Master , ' said the ...
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... thee throw my sword in that water and come again and tell me what thou there seest . ' ' My lord , ' said Sir Bedivere , ' your commandment shall be done and lightly bring you word again . ' So Sir Bedivere departed and by the way he ...
... thee throw my sword in that water and come again and tell me what thou there seest . ' ' My lord , ' said Sir Bedivere , ' your commandment shall be done and lightly bring you word again . ' So Sir Bedivere departed and by the way he ...
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For Use in Colleges and Schools Charles Frederick Johnson. 6 thee with mine own hands , for thou wouldst for my rich sword see me dead . ' Then Sir Bedivere departed and went to the sword , and lightly took it up , and went to the water ...
For Use in Colleges and Schools Charles Frederick Johnson. 6 thee with mine own hands , for thou wouldst for my rich sword see me dead . ' Then Sir Bedivere departed and went to the sword , and lightly took it up , and went to the water ...
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... thee , Lambeth holds thee dead ; Clere of the Count of Cleremont thou hight ; 1 Within the womb of Ormond's race thou bred , And saw'st thy cousin 2 crowned in thy sight ; Shelton for love , Surrey for Lord thou chase 8 ( Ah me ! whilst ...
... thee , Lambeth holds thee dead ; Clere of the Count of Cleremont thou hight ; 1 Within the womb of Ormond's race thou bred , And saw'st thy cousin 2 crowned in thy sight ; Shelton for love , Surrey for Lord thou chase 8 ( Ah me ! whilst ...
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... thee this pining death procure Ere summers four times seven thou couldst fulfil . Ah Clere ! if love had booted ... thee from the blame Of all my grief and grame . And wilt thou leave me thus ? Say nay ! say nay ! And wilt thou leave me ...
... thee this pining death procure Ere summers four times seven thou couldst fulfil . Ah Clere ! if love had booted ... thee from the blame Of all my grief and grame . And wilt thou leave me thus ? Say nay ! say nay ! And wilt thou leave me ...
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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.