Century Readings for a Course in English Literature, Volym 2John William Cunliffe, James Francis Augustin Pyre, Karl Young, James Francis Augustine Pyre Century Company, 1915 - 1143 sidor |
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... tell , But in the Lover's ear alone , What once to me befell . When she I loved looked every day , Fresh as a rose in June , I to her cottage bent my way , Beneath an evening moon . All over the wide lea ; 5 Upon the moon I fixed my eye ...
... tell , But in the Lover's ear alone , What once to me befell . When she I loved looked every day , Fresh as a rose in June , I to her cottage bent my way , Beneath an evening moon . All over the wide lea ; 5 Upon the moon I fixed my eye ...
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... telling o'er his years , began To deem that he was old , - in shepherd's phrase , 89 With one foot in the grave . This only Son , With two brave sheep - dogs tried in many a storm , The one of an inestimable worth , 94 Made all their ...
... telling o'er his years , began To deem that he was old , - in shepherd's phrase , 89 With one foot in the grave . This only Son , With two brave sheep - dogs tried in many a storm , The one of an inestimable worth , 94 Made all their ...
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... tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old , unhappy , far - off things , And battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay , Familiar matter of to - day ? Some natural sorrow , loss , or pain , That has been ...
... tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old , unhappy , far - off things , And battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay , Familiar matter of to - day ? Some natural sorrow , loss , or pain , That has been ...
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... tell the anecdote with great humor and still greater good nature . With equal lack of worldly knowledge , I was a far more than equal sufferer for it , at the very outset of my authorship . Toward the close of the first year from the ...
... tell the anecdote with great humor and still greater good nature . With equal lack of worldly knowledge , I was a far more than equal sufferer for it , at the very outset of my authorship . Toward the close of the first year from the ...
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... tell me , tell me ! speak again Thy soft response renewing — What makes that ship drive on so fast ? What is the ocean doing ? ' " " SECOND VOICE " Still as a slave before his lord , The ocean hath no blast ; His great bright eye most ...
... tell me , tell me ! speak again Thy soft response renewing — What makes that ship drive on so fast ? What is the ocean doing ? ' " " SECOND VOICE " Still as a slave before his lord , The ocean hath no blast ; His great bright eye most ...
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Century Readings for a Course in English Literature, Volym 2 John William Cunliffe Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1914 |
Century Readings for a Course in English Literature, Volym 2 John William Cunliffe,James Francis Augustin Pyre,James Francis Augustine Pyre,Karl Young Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1910 |
Century Readings for a Course in English Literature John William Cunliffe,James Francis Augustin Pyre,Karl Young Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1921 |
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Sida 527 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Sida 648 - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
Sida 565 - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean: And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war!
Sida 625 - Ode to the West Wind O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks...
Sida 518 - These plots of cottage-ground, these orchard-tufts, Which at this season, with their unripe fruits, Are clad in one green hue, and lose themselves 'Mid groves and copses. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild : these pastoral farms, Green to the very door: and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees!
Sida 518 - Flying from something that he dreads than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all.— I cannot paint What then I was.
Sida 928 - Requiem Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Sida 558 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Sida 565 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Sida 530 - The Solitary Reaper. Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.