Browning's England: A Study of English Influences in BrowningBaker & Taylor, 1908 - 448 Seiten |
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... Influences in Browning Helen Archibald Clarke. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH " How all our copper had gone for his service . Rags we were they purple , his heart had been proved . " Enthusiasm for liberal views comes out again and again in.
... Influences in Browning Helen Archibald Clarke. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH " How all our copper had gone for his service . Rags we were they purple , his heart had been proved . " Enthusiasm for liberal views comes out again and again in.
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... proved And still proves thanks to that instructor sage My Father , who knew better than turn straight Learning's full flare on weak - eyed ignorance , Or , worse yet , leave weak eyes to grow sand - blind , Content with darkness and ...
... proved And still proves thanks to that instructor sage My Father , who knew better than turn straight Learning's full flare on weak - eyed ignorance , Or , worse yet , leave weak eyes to grow sand - blind , Content with darkness and ...
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... Proved there was never any Troy at all , Neither Besiegers nor Besieged , - nay , worse , No actual Homer , no authentic text , No warrant for the fiction I , as fact , Had treasured in my heart and soul so long- Ay , mark you ! and as ...
... Proved there was never any Troy at all , Neither Besiegers nor Besieged , - nay , worse , No actual Homer , no authentic text , No warrant for the fiction I , as fact , Had treasured in my heart and soul so long- Ay , mark you ! and as ...
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... proved by the lines of Leonard Digges , an admiring contemporary of Shakespeare's , printed in the 1640 edition of Shakespeare's poems , com- paring " Julius Cæsar " and Jonson's play " Cataline 50 BROWNING'S ENGLAND.
... proved by the lines of Leonard Digges , an admiring contemporary of Shakespeare's , printed in the 1640 edition of Shakespeare's poems , com- paring " Julius Cæsar " and Jonson's play " Cataline 50 BROWNING'S ENGLAND.
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... prove deformed , I shall be sorie it had so noble a god - father : and never after eare so barren a land , for feare it yield me still so bad a harvest , I leave it to your Honourable Survey , and your Honor to your hearts content ...
... prove deformed , I shall be sorie it had so noble a god - father : and never after eare so barren a land , for feare it yield me still so bad a harvest , I leave it to your Honourable Survey , and your Honor to your hearts content ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
all's Arthur Chappell Austin Avison beauty believe Ben Jonson Bernard de Mandeville brow Browning Browning's Bunyan Charles CHARLES AVISON Church Clive dare death doubt dream Earl earth England English eyes face faith fear feeling fool Frederick Leighton Gerard give God's Guendolen Hampden hand head hear heart heaven Hollis hope Houghton House House John Keats Jonson King King's knew Lady Carlisle leave live look man's matter Mertoun Mildred mind musical expression never night o'er once Parliament Pilgrim's Progress play poem poet praise pray Pym's Queen Rudyard sake Savile scene Scotland Scots Shakespeare Short Parliament Sonnets soul speak stand stood Strafford sure talk tell thee there's thing Thorold thou thought true trust truth turn Vane voice Wentworth what's Whitehall word young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 15 - Shakespeare was of us, Milton was for us, Burns, Shelley, were with us, — they watch from their graves! He alone breaks from the van and the freemen, He alone sinks to the rear and the slaves! We shall march prospering, — not thro...
Seite 60 - Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare, with the English man of war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Seite 1 - I crossed a moor, with a name of its own And a certain use in the world no doubt, Yet a hand's-breadth of it shines alone 'Mid the blank miles round about...
Seite 18 - HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM THE SEA. Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-West died away ; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay ; In the dimmest North-East distance dawned Gibraltar grand and gray; " Here and here did England help me : how can I help England...
Seite 183 - KENTISH Sir Byng stood for his King, Bidding the crop-headed Parliament swing : And, pressing a troop unable to stoop And see the rogues flourish and honest folk droop, Marched them along, fifty-score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song.
Seite 14 - THE LOST LEADER. JUST for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat — Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us, Lost all the others, she lets us devote; They, with the gold to give, doled him out silver...
Seite 217 - Hush ! if you saw some western cloud All billowy-bosomed, over-bowed By many benedictions - sun's And moon's and evening-star's at once And so, you, looking and loving best, Conscious grew, your passion drew Cloud, sunset, moonrise, star-shine too, Down on you, near and yet more near, Till flesh must fade for heaven was here ! — Thus leant she and lingered - joy and fear! Thus lay she a moment on my breast.
Seite 217 - Then we began to ride. My soul Smoothed itself out, a long-cramped scroll Freshening and fluttering in the wind. Past hopes already lay behind. What need to strive with a life awry? Had I said that, had I done this, So might I gain, so might I miss.
Seite 53 - This Figure, that thou here seest put, It was for gentle Shakespeare cut...
Seite 219 - My being — had I signed the bond — Still one must lead some life beyond, Have a bliss to die with, dim-descried. This foot once planted on the goal, This glory-garland round my soul, Could I descry such?