Introduction to Theme-writingAllyn & Bacon, 1893 - 136 Seiten |
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Aaron Burr American argument from sign aweary beautiful brief called Carlyle character colleges colonies course criticism Dahin Degrees and examinations describe deux Divine Comedy effect Encyclopædia Encyclopædia Britannica English Composition Eumedes example EXERCISE experience expound eyes George Eliot give happened Harvard Harvard College hexameter horse hunting idea Iliad Immanuel Kant important inference instance issue J. B. FLETCHER Kennst Kinds of Evidence language letter living Material for Exposition matter means ment merely method mind Minor Premise moon Narration narrative nature necessary never Paracelsus passage Pathetic Fallacy person or object Persuasion poem poet Pope principle produce proof proposition prove reader reason romance scene seen selection Shakspere simple sition sort spears student subject-matter suggest taxation taxation without representation term Theaet Theaetetus things Thomas Carlyle thou thought tion trait translation true truth verse whole words write
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Seite 29 - Kennst du das Land, wo die Zitronen blühn, Im dunkeln Laub die Goldorangen glühn, Ein sanfter Wind vom blauen Himmel weht, Die Myrte still und hoch der Lorbeer steht, Kennst du es wohl? Dahin! Dahin Möcht ich mit dir, o mein Geliebter, ziehn! Kennst du das Haus, auf Säulen ruht sein Dach, Es glänzt der Saal, es schimmert das Gemach, Und Marmorbilder stehn und sehn mich an : Was hat man dir, du armes Kind, getan? Kennst du es wohl? Dahin! Dahin Möcht ich mit dir, o mein Beschützer, ziehn!
Seite 53 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinished, sent before my time : Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Seite 19 - That it should come to this! But two months dead : nay, not so much, not two : So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might nqt beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Seite 54 - Dee." They rowed her in across the rolling foam, The cruel crawling foam, The cruel hungry foam, To her grave beside the sea: But still the boatmen hear her call the cattle home Across the sands of Dee.
Seite 46 - The blue fly sung in the pane; the mouse Behind the mouldering wainscot shriek'd, Or from the crevice peer'd about. Old faces glimmer'd thro' the doors, Old footsteps trod the upper floors, Old voices called her from without. She only said, 'My life is dreary, He cometh not,' she said; 70 She said, 'I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead!
Seite 61 - Come on, sir; here's the place: stand still. How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles: halfway down Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade!
Seite 45 - The broken sheds look'd sad and strange: Unlifted was the clinking latch; Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange. She only said, ' My life is dreary, He cometh not...
Seite 112 - Unaffrighted by the silence round them, Undistracted by the sights they see, These demand not that the things without them Yield them love, amusement, sympathy.
Seite 55 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Seite 65 - The sun was gone now ; the curled moon Was like a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf; and now She spoke through the still weather. Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.