A History of English Literature in a Series of Biographical SketchesT. Nelson and Sons, 1888 - 550 Seiten |
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... juices of the plant itself . As skin after skin peeled away , the more delicate tissues , of which the finest paper was made , were found wrapping the heart of the stem . Pressing 12 ANCIENT BOOK - ROOMS . and drying completed the.
... juices of the plant itself . As skin after skin peeled away , the more delicate tissues , of which the finest paper was made , were found wrapping the heart of the stem . Pressing 12 ANCIENT BOOK - ROOMS . and drying completed the.
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... hearts than when he sang of war , although the eye gleamed with another light , and the stern war- shout faded into gentler tones . The minstrels in feudal times were probably divided into vari- ous classes , which were distinguished as ...
... hearts than when he sang of war , although the eye gleamed with another light , and the stern war- shout faded into gentler tones . The minstrels in feudal times were probably divided into vari- ous classes , which were distinguished as ...
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... hearts of the simple people , whose delight it was to sing and hear them by the winter fire or beneath the summer trees . The application of the word Minstrel changed a good deal dur- ing the decay of chivalry . At first used to denote ...
... hearts of the simple people , whose delight it was to sing and hear them by the winter fire or beneath the summer trees . The application of the word Minstrel changed a good deal dur- ing the decay of chivalry . At first used to denote ...
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William Francis Collier. THE SHUTTING OF HIS DIVINITY CLASS . 49 though their hearts burned to smite him down , dared not do so , for they feared the people . It was then that a wasting sickness seized him at Oxford . His health , worn ...
William Francis Collier. THE SHUTTING OF HIS DIVINITY CLASS . 49 though their hearts burned to smite him down , dared not do so , for they feared the people . It was then that a wasting sickness seized him at Oxford . His health , worn ...
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... heart to the work of a country parson ; and never does the great Dr. Wycliffe , first scholar of his day and keenest logician of the Oxford halls , seem so truly great as when we trace his footsteps among the hovels of Lutterworth . A ...
... heart to the work of a country parson ; and never does the great Dr. Wycliffe , first scholar of his day and keenest logician of the Oxford halls , seem so truly great as when we trace his footsteps among the hovels of Lutterworth . A ...
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Addison afterwards amid Anglo-Saxon Archbishop of Canterbury beauty became Bible born brilliant called Cambridge century CHAPTER character Charles chief chiefly Church College coloured court death died dramatic Dublin Earl early Edinburgh Edinburgh Review England English English poetry Essays Faerie Queene fame father finest genius gentle heart Henry History honour Illustrative extract James John John Milton King Lady land Latin letters literary literature lived London Lord Milton mind minstrel night noble novel novelist Oxford paper Paradise Lost picture play poem poet poet's poetic poetry political poor prose published Puritan Queen reign ROGER ASCHAM romance round royal scene Scotland Scottish Shakspere song SPECIMEN spent story style Supplementary List sweet Tatler Thomas Thomas Fuller thought took tragedy translation Trinity College University of Edinburgh verse wife WILLIAM wonderful words writer written wrote young
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Seite 149 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep ; Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Seite 209 - 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.
Seite 378 - I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators, has succeeded; and the glory of Europe is extinguished for ever.
Seite 324 - How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Seite 391 - 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.
Seite 149 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Seite 378 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Seite 350 - I might boast myself le vainqueur du vainqueur de la terre, that I might obtain that regard for which I saw the world contending ; but I found my attendance so little encouraged, that neither pride nor modesty would suffer me to continue it.
Seite 211 - 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.
Seite 459 - The picture of the mind revives again : While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years.