Studies in English and American LiteratureAinsworth, 1900 - 599 sider |
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... Poem . 61 171 42. Character of the Work . . . . . 62 171 43. Tendency to Scenic Representation .. 63 172 44 . The Drama . 63 172 45. Influence of the Drama . . 64 172 46. Effects upon the Language . 47. Dramatic Writers .. 64 172 65 172 ...
... Poem . 61 171 42. Character of the Work . . . . . 62 171 43. Tendency to Scenic Representation .. 63 172 44 . The Drama . 63 172 45. Influence of the Drama . . 64 172 46. Effects upon the Language . 47. Dramatic Writers .. 64 172 65 172 ...
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... poems of Cædmon are not wanting in dignity , nor marks of genius . In the opening of his description of the creation are these lines : Most right it is that we praise with our words , Love in our minds , the Warden of the skies ...
... poems of Cædmon are not wanting in dignity , nor marks of genius . In the opening of his description of the creation are these lines : Most right it is that we praise with our words , Love in our minds , the Warden of the skies ...
Side 35
... poems of our language . Cadmon's account of Satan's revolt in heaven is strikingly suggestive of Milton's more polished descrip- tion written a thousand years later . Here are a few lines : - 66 ' Wherefore , " said he , " shall I toil ...
... poems of our language . Cadmon's account of Satan's revolt in heaven is strikingly suggestive of Milton's more polished descrip- tion written a thousand years later . Here are a few lines : - 66 ' Wherefore , " said he , " shall I toil ...
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... poem is unknown ; but it is thought to have been composed before the Teutons invaded England , and to have been brought into the country by them . It was probably not put into writing earlier than the seventh century . A comparison of ...
... poem is unknown ; but it is thought to have been composed before the Teutons invaded England , and to have been brought into the country by them . It was probably not put into writing earlier than the seventh century . A comparison of ...
Side 37
... poem real events are transformed into legen- dary marvels ; but the actual life of the old Danish and Scandi- navian chiefs , as it was first transferred to this country , is vividly painted . It brings before us the feast in the mead ...
... poem real events are transformed into legen- dary marvels ; but the actual life of the old Danish and Scandi- navian chiefs , as it was first transferred to this country , is vividly painted . It brings before us the feast in the mead ...
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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...