Twelve Centuries of English Poetry and ProseAlphonso Gerald Newcomer Scott, Foresman, 1910 - 756 Seiten |
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... present time a volume made up wholly of verse gives the impres- sion of a collection of enshrined " classics , " meant either to be admired from a distance or studied with tedious minuteness . On the other hand , a miscellaneous ...
... present time a volume made up wholly of verse gives the impres- sion of a collection of enshrined " classics , " meant either to be admired from a distance or studied with tedious minuteness . On the other hand , a miscellaneous ...
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... present volume , to give a bit of literary comment than to weight down the poem with notes on events in remote Germanic tradition . On the other hand , wherever a note , of whatever nature , seemed absolutely demanded , no pains have ...
... present volume , to give a bit of literary comment than to weight down the poem with notes on events in remote Germanic tradition . On the other hand , wherever a note , of whatever nature , seemed absolutely demanded , no pains have ...
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... present life of man , O king , seems to When he so on a certain time did , that he left me , in comparison of that time which is un- the house of the convivial meeting , and was known to us , like to the swift flight of a spar- gone out ...
... present life of man , O king , seems to When he so on a certain time did , that he left me , in comparison of that time which is un- the house of the convivial meeting , and was known to us , like to the swift flight of a spar- gone out ...
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... present , but after his death , the inheritance of the whole mon- archy of Britain . After this unhappy fate of Bladud , Leir , his son , was advanced to the throne , and nobly governed his country sixty years . He built upon the river ...
... present , but after his death , the inheritance of the whole mon- archy of Britain . After this unhappy fate of Bladud , Leir , his son , was advanced to the throne , and nobly governed his country sixty years . He built upon the river ...
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... present misery ? The remembrance of the time when vast numbers of men obsequiously attended me in the taking the cities and wasting the enemy's countries , more deeply pierces my heart than the view of my present calamity , which has ...
... present misery ? The remembrance of the time when vast numbers of men obsequiously attended me in the taking the cities and wasting the enemy's countries , more deeply pierces my heart than the view of my present calamity , which has ...
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Seite 144 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed, whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
Seite 457 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering
Seite 577 - Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Seite 463 - twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Seite 427 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Seite 416 - These beauteous forms Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart...
Seite 357 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
Seite 417 - As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life, — His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love. Nor less, I trust, To them I may have owed another gift.
Seite 426 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering...
Seite 578 - Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides ; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven ; that which we are, we are ; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.