Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History Critical and Biographical of Authors in the English Tongue from the Earliest Times Till the Present Day, with Specimens of Their Writing, Volym 3W. & R. Chambers, 1903 |
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... CHURCH THOMAS HUGHES ... SIR WILLIAM HOWARD RUSSELL WILLIAM HEPWORTH DIXON JAMES GRANT THE SONGS AND BALLADS OF IRELAND AUBREY DE VERE JOHN MITCHEL DENIS FLORENCE MACCARTHY EDWARD AUGUSTUS FREEMAN ... WILLIAM STUBBS ... ... WALTER ...
... CHURCH THOMAS HUGHES ... SIR WILLIAM HOWARD RUSSELL WILLIAM HEPWORTH DIXON JAMES GRANT THE SONGS AND BALLADS OF IRELAND AUBREY DE VERE JOHN MITCHEL DENIS FLORENCE MACCARTHY EDWARD AUGUSTUS FREEMAN ... WILLIAM STUBBS ... ... WALTER ...
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... Church and State , which deals with the question of Catholic Emancipation , and seems to be rather than is a plea for inaction or reaction . For the last three years of his life Coleridge was with ' few and brief intervals confined to a ...
... Church and State , which deals with the question of Catholic Emancipation , and seems to be rather than is a plea for inaction or reaction . For the last three years of his life Coleridge was with ' few and brief intervals confined to a ...
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... Church of England , and was for some time tutor to the nephew of Lord Chandos , near Southgate . His son - named after another pupil , Mr Leigh - was educated at Christ's Hospital till his fifteenth year . I was then , ' he says ...
... Church of England , and was for some time tutor to the nephew of Lord Chandos , near Southgate . His son - named after another pupil , Mr Leigh - was educated at Christ's Hospital till his fifteenth year . I was then , ' he says ...
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... Church ? Are not they State monarchical , and am not I Church militant ? Do I not excommuni- cate our enemies from venison and brawn , and , by'r Lady ! when need calls , beat them down under my feet ? The State levies tax , and the ...
... Church ? Are not they State monarchical , and am not I Church militant ? Do I not excommuni- cate our enemies from venison and brawn , and , by'r Lady ! when need calls , beat them down under my feet ? The State levies tax , and the ...
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... Church . He held at the moment a flower in his hand , and a beautiful butterfly was in the room . He exclaimed , ' No doubt all truth comes from God ; but the Church ! There's the point . God speaks to us through this flower and that ...
... Church . He held at the moment a flower in his hand , and a beautiful butterfly was in the room . He exclaimed , ' No doubt all truth comes from God ; but the Church ! There's the point . God speaks to us through this flower and that ...
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Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History Critical ..., Volym 3 Robert Chambers,David Patrick Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1903 |
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Sida 428 - The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Sida 25 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Sida 105 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets cover'd up in leaves ; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
Sida 139 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Sida 145 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Sida 104 - O for a draught of vintage, that hath been Cool'da long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora...
Sida 116 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given ; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Sida 67 - My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan : Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Sida 104 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Sida 17 - That on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion ; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.