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... Causes .. 43 167 22. Layamon's " Brut " 21. Confusion of Speech among the Common People . 43 168 45 168 23. The " Ormulum 46 168 24. Conclusion 47 168 47 168 CHAPTER FOUR . The Awakening . 25. Irrepressible Spirit of the English People ...
... Causes .. 43 167 22. Layamon's " Brut " 21. Confusion of Speech among the Common People . 43 168 45 168 23. The " Ormulum 46 168 24. Conclusion 47 168 47 168 CHAPTER FOUR . The Awakening . 25. Irrepressible Spirit of the English People ...
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... profit- able for present reading , but because a knowledge of these first fruits , and of the causes and conditions 42 HISTORICAL OUTLINE . Other Old-English Writings Object of this Sketch THE TRANSITION PERIOD ᄒᄒ 167 167 167 167.
... profit- able for present reading , but because a knowledge of these first fruits , and of the causes and conditions 42 HISTORICAL OUTLINE . Other Old-English Writings Object of this Sketch THE TRANSITION PERIOD ᄒᄒ 167 167 167 167.
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... Causes . Although the early fathers of the people who invaded England under William were Teutons , like those of the people whom they sought to subdue , they had been entirely trans- formed and in many ways much improved by their ...
... Causes . Although the early fathers of the people who invaded England under William were Teutons , like those of the people whom they sought to subdue , they had been entirely trans- formed and in many ways much improved by their ...
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... cause , the two peoples who were destined to form so strong a union were held apart for more than a century . The kings who now sat on the throne of England were of foreign birth . They did not love the English ( whom they called Saxons ) ...
... cause , the two peoples who were destined to form so strong a union were held apart for more than a century . The kings who now sat on the throne of England were of foreign birth . They did not love the English ( whom they called Saxons ) ...
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... cause of this ignorance was that they had nothing to read , or nothing that they cared to read . It would almost seem that the varied gifts and productions that have been noticed in this chapter were providential . People who were ...
... cause of this ignorance was that they had nothing to read , or nothing that they cared to read . It would almost seem that the varied gifts and productions that have been noticed in this chapter were providential . People who were ...
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Side 271 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Side 405 - The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talked the night away, Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won.
Side 316 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering worth is...
Side 76 - And though a linguist should pride himself to have all the tongues that Babel cleft the world into, yet if he have not studied the solid things in them as well as the words and lexicons, he were nothing so much to be esteemed a learned man, as any yeoman or tradesman competently wise in his mother dialect only.
Side 354 - O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! 0 Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Side 94 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarg'd the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown ; He raised a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down.
Side 422 - Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds rose and fell On the loyal winds that loved it well ; And through the hill-gaps sunset light Shone over it with a warm good-night.
Side 123 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Side 329 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !
Side 407 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place: The white-washed wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnished clock that clicked behind the door; The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day...