History of the English Language and LiteratureE. Hopkins, 1837 - 328 sider |
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... excellent , and adapted , according to the intention of Mr. Chambers , to the purposes of education , it has been thought that such a deficiency should be supplied . Or if the omission above men- tioned cannot be charged on the author ...
... excellent , and adapted , according to the intention of Mr. Chambers , to the purposes of education , it has been thought that such a deficiency should be supplied . Or if the omission above men- tioned cannot be charged on the author ...
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... excellent of this old poet , in the spelling of the present day , excepting where the original orthography is necessary to help out the measure . As a specimen of the pathos of Chaucer , in Mr. Clarke's edition , may be given the dying ...
... excellent of this old poet , in the spelling of the present day , excepting where the original orthography is necessary to help out the measure . As a specimen of the pathos of Chaucer , in Mr. Clarke's edition , may be given the dying ...
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... excellent in their nature , on a scale the most conspicuous and magnificent . ' The ability to write having been , as it were , suddenly created , the whole world of character , imagery , and sentiment , as well as of information and of ...
... excellent in their nature , on a scale the most conspicuous and magnificent . ' The ability to write having been , as it were , suddenly created , the whole world of character , imagery , and sentiment , as well as of information and of ...
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... excellent Latin verse , sometimes the composition of persons in the middle ranks of society . In 1637 , a col- lection of the best Latin poetical compositions of Scots- men in that and the preceding age , appeared at Amster- dam ; † and ...
... excellent Latin verse , sometimes the composition of persons in the middle ranks of society . In 1637 , a col- lection of the best Latin poetical compositions of Scots- men in that and the preceding age , appeared at Amster- dam ; † and ...
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... excellent divine died in 1667 . SIR THOMAS BROWNE is another of the eloquent and poetical , though somewhat quaint writers , of this great literary era . He was born in London in 1605 , educa- ted at Oxford , and spent the greater part ...
... excellent divine died in 1667 . SIR THOMAS BROWNE is another of the eloquent and poetical , though somewhat quaint writers , of this great literary era . He was born in London in 1605 , educa- ted at Oxford , and spent the greater part ...
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Side 139 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Side 31 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead, Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Side 140 - The unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah ! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies? Thought would destroy their paradise. No more ; — where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Side 206 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin— his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Side 36 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Side 107 - And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies. Not louder shrieks to pitying heaven are cast, When husbands or when lapdogs breathe their last ; Or when rich China vessels, fall'n from high, In glitt'ring dust and painted fragments lie ! " Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine...
Side 115 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Side 108 - For others good, or melt at others woe. What can atone (oh ever-injur'd shade !) Thy fate unpity'd, and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint, no kind domestic tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost, or grac'd thy mournful bier : By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd! What tho' no friends in sable weeds appear.
Side 82 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Side 77 - He'd prove a buzzard is no fowl, And that a lord may be an owl ; A calf an alderman, a goose a justice, And rooks committee-men and trustees.