History of English Literature: By H.A. Taine, Translated by H. Van Laun... With a Preface Prepared Expressly for this Translation by the Author, Band 1Holt, 1885 |
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... says a song attributed to Ragnar Lodbrog ; ' to me it was a joy like having my bright bride by me on the couch . . . . He who has never been wounded lives a weary life . ' One of them , at the monastery of Peterborough , kills with his ...
... says a song attributed to Ragnar Lodbrog ; ' to me it was a joy like having my bright bride by me on the couch . . . . He who has never been wounded lives a weary life . ' One of them , at the monastery of Peterborough , kills with his ...
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... says an old historian , the great body of the nation were little else than herdsmen , keepers of beasts for flesh and fleece ; up to the end of the eighteenth drunkenness was the recreation of the higher ranks ; it is still that of the ...
... says an old historian , the great body of the nation were little else than herdsmen , keepers of beasts for flesh and fleece ; up to the end of the eighteenth drunkenness was the recreation of the higher ranks ; it is still that of the ...
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... says , ' on this side of the Humber , who could understand in English their own Latin prayers , or translate any Latin writing into English . On the other side of the Humber I think there were scarce any ; there were so few that , in ...
... says , ' on this side of the Humber , who could understand in English their own Latin prayers , or translate any Latin writing into English . On the other side of the Humber I think there were scarce any ; there were so few that , in ...
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... says an old writer , ' vied with each other in their drinking feats , and wasted their goods by day and night in feasting , whilst they lived in wretched hovels ; the French and Nor- mans , on the other hand , living inexpensively in ...
... says an old writer , ' vied with each other in their drinking feats , and wasted their goods by day and night in feasting , whilst they lived in wretched hovels ; the French and Nor- mans , on the other hand , living inexpensively in ...
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... says in French : ' Il advint une fois que Mahomet allait dans une chapelle où il y avait un saint erraite . Il entra en la chapelle où il y avait une petite huisserie et basse , et était bien petite la chapelle ; et alors devint la ...
... says in French : ' Il advint une fois que Mahomet allait dans une chapelle où il y avait un saint erraite . Il entra en la chapelle où il y avait une petite huisserie et basse , et était bien petite la chapelle ; et alors devint la ...
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Seite 305 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it : for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Seite 302 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still ; The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
Seite 43 - And glittering temples of their hostile gods. The princes applaud with a furious joy ; And the king seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy ; Thais led the way, To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy.
Seite 43 - Now strike the golden lyre again, A louder yet, and yet a louder strain. Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark, the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
Seite 268 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, 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 282 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand...
Seite 298 - For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
Seite 419 - CYRIACK, 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. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Seite 451 - Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Seite 298 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...