Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Bände 1-2Robert Chambers American Book Exchange, 1880 |
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... fire above and underneath ; never did I see a loath- lier landscape ; the flame abateth not , hot over hell . Me hath the claspings of these rings , this hard polished band , impeded in my course , debarred me from my way . About me he ...
... fire above and underneath ; never did I see a loath- lier landscape ; the flame abateth not , hot over hell . Me hath the claspings of these rings , this hard polished band , impeded in my course , debarred me from my way . About me he ...
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... fire - red face and licentious habits con- trast curiously with the nature of his duties . A shipman , cook , ha- berdasher , & c . , make up the goodly , company -- the whole forming such a genuine Hogarthian picture , that we may ...
... fire - red face and licentious habits con- trast curiously with the nature of his duties . A shipman , cook , ha- berdasher , & c . , make up the goodly , company -- the whole forming such a genuine Hogarthian picture , that we may ...
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... fire sparkling . His crisp hair like rings was i - run And that was yellow and glittered in the sun . His nose was high , his eyen bright citron , His lippes round , his colour was sanguine . A few freckles in his face i - sprent ...
... fire sparkling . His crisp hair like rings was i - run And that was yellow and glittered in the sun . His nose was high , his eyen bright citron , His lippes round , his colour was sanguine . A few freckles in his face i - sprent ...
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... fire ) , this poem was de- scribed as made by Chaucer upon his death - bed in his great anguish . ' Tyrwhitt says , the verses are found without that statement in two other manuscripts . The copies differ considerably . 蒂 Here is no ...
... fire ) , this poem was de- scribed as made by Chaucer upon his death - bed in his great anguish . ' Tyrwhitt says , the verses are found without that statement in two other manuscripts . The copies differ considerably . 蒂 Here is no ...
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... fire , as men flays on flints . They foucht ilk ane sae eagerly , That they made nae noise nor cry , But dang on other at their micht , With wappins that were burnist bricht All four their battles with that were Fechting in a front ...
... fire , as men flays on flints . They foucht ilk ane sae eagerly , That they made nae noise nor cry , But dang on other at their micht , With wappins that were burnist bricht All four their battles with that were Fechting in a front ...
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Seite 186 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Seite 6 - Read not to contradict and confute, nor to believe and take for granted, nor to find talk and discourse, but to weigh and consider. Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts; others to be read, but not curiously; .and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.
Seite 271 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.
Seite 184 - ... That time of year thou may'st 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 seest 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 seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with...
Seite 159 - Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Seite 271 - I know they are as lively and as vigorously productive as those fabulous dragon's teeth ; and, being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself ; kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Seite 380 - And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must...
Seite 164 - Their dread commander: he, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower: his form had yet not lost All her original brightness; nor appeared Less than arch-angel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured: as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams; or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Seite 166 - Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform, and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great author, rise...
Seite 162 - Neaera's hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days ; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.