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... poor herd , " and so I had to slink away out of the hall . " " Nay , " said the stranger , " but thou hast something to sing . " " What must I sing ? " " Sing the Creation , " replied the stranger ; upon which words of sweet music began ...
... poor herd , " and so I had to slink away out of the hall . " " Nay , " said the stranger , " but thou hast something to sing . " " What must I sing ? " " Sing the Creation , " replied the stranger ; upon which words of sweet music began ...
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... poor enough poetry . Theology , of course , was his prin- cipal study ; and on this theme he wrote much , pouring from his pen a host of Scriptural commentaries and treatises on knotty points of doctrine . As a teacher he ranks much ...
... poor enough poetry . Theology , of course , was his prin- cipal study ; and on this theme he wrote much , pouring from his pen a host of Scriptural commentaries and treatises on knotty points of doctrine . As a teacher he ranks much ...
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... poor degraded minstrels . MINSTRELSY . The poetry of the Saxons was distinguished from their prose by a peculiar kind of alliteration . Metre or rhyme they had none . These attributes of English verse were imported from the Continent by ...
... poor degraded minstrels . MINSTRELSY . The poetry of the Saxons was distinguished from their prose by a peculiar kind of alliteration . Metre or rhyme they had none . These attributes of English verse were imported from the Continent by ...
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... Poor Priests . Life at Lutterworth . His death . His bones burned . The English Bible . Character of his prose . Illustrative extract . ON a rocky point , overhanging the Tees in Yorkshire , a manor- house stood , in which once lived ...
... Poor Priests . Life at Lutterworth . His death . His bones burned . The English Bible . Character of his prose . Illustrative extract . ON a rocky point , overhanging the Tees in Yorkshire , a manor- house stood , in which once lived ...
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... poor country folk of their hard - earned groats . Such a one was the Pardoner of the " Canterbury Tales , " who sold clouts and pigs ' bones as holy relics , for money , wool , cheese , and wheat , swindling even the poorest widow out ...
... poor country folk of their hard - earned groats . Such a one was the Pardoner of the " Canterbury Tales , " who sold clouts and pigs ' bones as holy relics , for money , wool , cheese , and wheat , swindling even the poorest widow out ...
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A History of English Literature in a Series of Biographical Sketches William Francis Collier Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1892 |
A History of English Literature, in a Series of Biographical Sketches William Francis Collier Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1866 |
A History of English Literature, in a Series of Biographical Sketches William Francis Collier Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1871 |
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Side 312 - twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane— as I do here.
Side 385 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Side 311 - His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth : — there let him lay.
Side 374 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, ' And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...
Side 377 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Side 121 - Fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love : On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight : O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees : O'er ladies...
Side 169 - The other Shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, 670 Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart : what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Side 284 - Having carried on my work thus far with so little obligation to any favourer of learning, I shall not be disappointed, though I should conclude it, if less be possible, with less ; for I have been long wakened from that dream of hope, in which I once boasted myself with so much exultation, My lord, Your lordship's most humble, Most obedient servant, SAM. JOHNSON.
Side 169 - No sooner had the Almighty ceased but — all The multitude of Angels, with a shout Loud as from numbers without number, sweet As from blest voices, uttering joy — Heaven rung With jubilee, and loud hosannas filled The eternal regions.
Side 169 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and, in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell : Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven...