English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to StevensonHenry Spackman Pancoast H. Holt, 1915 - 816 sider |
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... Duke of Bedford and to the Earl of Lauder- 14 Burke adapts to his own use some of the ideas of Rousseau's celebrated ... Duke of Bedford , and the Earl of Lauderdale on the ground that it was not sane- tioned by Parliament . Their attack ...
... Duke of Bedford and to the Earl of Lauder- 14 Burke adapts to his own use some of the ideas of Rousseau's celebrated ... Duke of Bedford , and the Earl of Lauderdale on the ground that it was not sane- tioned by Parliament . Their attack ...
Side 409
... Duke of Orleans ' or the Duke of Bedford , to fall under the censure of the Citizen Brissot , " or of his friend the Earl of Lauderdale , I ought to consider as proofs , not the least satisfactory , that I have produced 15 some part of ...
... Duke of Orleans ' or the Duke of Bedford , to fall under the censure of the Citizen Brissot , " or of his friend the Earl of Lauderdale , I ought to consider as proofs , not the least satisfactory , that I have produced 15 some part of ...
Side 410
... Duke of Bed- ford and the Earl of Lauderdale of the House of Peers , but the Duke of Bedford and the Earl of Lauderdale of Palace Yard , 13 - the Dukes and 10 for me . I had no arts but manly arts . On At every step of my progress in ...
... Duke of Bed- ford and the Earl of Lauderdale of the House of Peers , but the Duke of Bedford and the Earl of Lauderdale of Palace Yard , 13 - the Dukes and 10 for me . I had no arts but manly arts . On At every step of my progress in ...
Side 411
... Duke of Bedford , than to make a parallel between his services and my attempts 15 to be useful to my country . It would not be gross adulation , but uncivil irony , to say that he has any public merit of his own to keep alive the idea ...
... Duke of Bedford , than to make a parallel between his services and my attempts 15 to be useful to my country . It would not be gross adulation , but uncivil irony , to say that he has any public merit of his own to keep alive the idea ...
Side 413
... Duke of Bedford ( I am sure he will ) reject with scorn and horror , the counsels of the lecturers , those 5 wicked ... Duke , many of his coun- trymen might , and with some excuse might , and , in the dashing style of some of the old ...
... Duke of Bedford ( I am sure he will ) reject with scorn and horror , the counsels of the lecturers , those 5 wicked ... Duke , many of his coun- trymen might , and with some excuse might , and , in the dashing style of some of the old ...
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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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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 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 521 - I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain, when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, 80 ••I silently laugh at my own cenotaph.
Side 494 - Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A...
Side 494 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Side 480 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
Side 497 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ; And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland, more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar...
Side 509 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
Side 163 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
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?