English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to StevensonHenry Spackman Pancoast H. Holt, 1915 - 816 sider |
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Side xii
... Night's Dream ) 161 " You spotted snakes with double The Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd ... 149 Pilgrim to Pilgrim . 150 tongue " ( From the same ) .... Fairies Song " Now the hungry lion , " etc. ( From the same ) .. 161 161 ...
... Night's Dream ) 161 " You spotted snakes with double The Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd ... 149 Pilgrim to Pilgrim . 150 tongue " ( From the same ) .... Fairies Song " Now the hungry lion , " etc. ( From the same ) .. 161 161 ...
Side xvi
... Night Piece on Death .. 352 Collins ( From Lives of the Poets ) . 386 A Hymn to Contentment . 352 A Hymn for Morning . 353 The Character of Pope ( From the same ) 388 LAURENCE STERNE ( 1713-1764 ) : EDWARD YOUNG ( 1681-1765 ) : On Life ...
... Night Piece on Death .. 352 Collins ( From Lives of the Poets ) . 386 A Hymn to Contentment . 352 A Hymn for Morning . 353 The Character of Pope ( From the same ) 388 LAURENCE STERNE ( 1713-1764 ) : EDWARD YOUNG ( 1681-1765 ) : On Life ...
Side xviii
... Night .... 503 I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud . 480 THOMAS CAMPBELL ( 1777-1844 ) : She was a Phantom of Delight . 480 Ye Mariners of England .. 504 Ode to Duty . . . 481 Hohenlinden .... 504 Resolution and Independence . 481 The Battle ...
... Night .... 503 I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud . 480 THOMAS CAMPBELL ( 1777-1844 ) : She was a Phantom of Delight . 480 Ye Mariners of England .. 504 Ode to Duty . . . 481 Hohenlinden .... 504 Resolution and Independence . 481 The Battle ...
Side 9
... night , the day of the Lord Shall break tremendous on man and beast , 871 O'erwhelming the world and the wide creation , As a ruthless robber , ranging at night , Who strides through the dark with stealthy pace , And suddenly springs on ...
... night , the day of the Lord Shall break tremendous on man and beast , 871 O'erwhelming the world and the wide creation , As a ruthless robber , ranging at night , Who strides through the dark with stealthy pace , And suddenly springs on ...
Side 12
... night At the dark prow in danger Of dashing on rock , Folded in by the frost , My feet bound by the cold In chill bands , in the breast The heart burning with care . The soul of the sea - weary Hunger assailed . Knows not he who finds ...
... night At the dark prow in danger Of dashing on rock , Folded in by the frost , My feet bound by the cold In chill bands , in the breast The heart burning with care . The soul of the sea - weary Hunger assailed . Knows not he who finds ...
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English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to Stevenson Henry Spackman Pancoast Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1915 |
English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to Stevenson Henry Spackman Pancoast Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1915 |
English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to Stevenson Henry Spackman Pancoast Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1915 |
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Allan-a-Dale Bargrave battle beauty behold Beowulf Binnorie Boethius breast breath called dark dead dear death delight doth dread Duke of Bedford earth England English eyes fair father fear fire flowers glory grace hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven holy honour hour king King Arthur lady land Layamon learning leave light live look Lord mind morning nature never night noble o'er pain pass pleasure poem poet poor praise pray pride prince quoth rich round Saladin Shakespeare sigh sight sing Sir Bedivere Sir Ector Sir Kay Sir Lucan Sir Mordred sleep song sorrow soul spirit sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou art thought Timor Mortis conturbat tion Twas unto Veal ween weep wind wise words youth
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Side 429 - Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Side 511 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Side 306 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Side 483 - 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. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou...
Side 462 - O ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-lov'd isle. 180 O Thou ! who pour'd the patriotic tide, That stream'd thro...
Side 519 - Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy ! O, Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Side 520 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
Side 536 - No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Side 480 - To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they ; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Side 164 - 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...