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... night . Two years of peaceful conviction had van- ished like a dream . All our ideas were turned topsy- turvy ; for if the rules of Aristotle were no longer the line of demarcation which separated the literary camps , where was one to ...
... night . Two years of peaceful conviction had van- ished like a dream . All our ideas were turned topsy- turvy ; for if the rules of Aristotle were no longer the line of demarcation which separated the literary camps , where was one to ...
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... night that shudders , the bird that flies and the flower that breathes perfume : it is the sudden gush , the ecstasy grown faint , the cistern beneath the palms , rosy hope with her thousand loves , the angel and the pearl , the white ...
... night that shudders , the bird that flies and the flower that breathes perfume : it is the sudden gush , the ecstasy grown faint , the cistern beneath the palms , rosy hope with her thousand loves , the angel and the pearl , the white ...
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... and so are groves , clouds , etc. Contentment gilds the scene , and the stars gild the gloomy night ( Parnell ) or the glow- ing pole ( Pope ) . monly a Saxon word , while its Latin synonym has 58 A History of English Romanticism .
... and so are groves , clouds , etc. Contentment gilds the scene , and the stars gild the gloomy night ( Parnell ) or the glow- ing pole ( Pope ) . monly a Saxon word , while its Latin synonym has 58 A History of English Romanticism .
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... Night . Even vaccination for the smallpox was invoked as a goddess , " Inoculation , heavenly maid , descend ! " † But circumlocution or periphrasis was the capital means by which the Augustan poet avoided pre- cision and attained ...
... Night . Even vaccination for the smallpox was invoked as a goddess , " Inoculation , heavenly maid , descend ! " † But circumlocution or periphrasis was the capital means by which the Augustan poet avoided pre- cision and attained ...
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... Night Piece on Death , " and in the work of several Scotch poets , like Allan Ram- say and Hamilton of Bangour , whose ballad , " The Braes of Yarrow , " is certainly a strange poem to come out of the heart of the eighteenth century ...
... Night Piece on Death , " and in the work of several Scotch poets , like Allan Ram- say and Hamilton of Bangour , whose ballad , " The Braes of Yarrow , " is certainly a strange poem to come out of the heart of the eighteenth century ...
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Sida 145 - Phlegra with the heroic race were joined That fought at Thebes and Ilium, on each side Mixed with auxiliar gods ; and what resounds In fable or romance of Uther's son Begirt with British and Armoric knights ; And all who since, baptized or infidel, Jousted in Aspramont, or Montalban, Damasco, or Marocco, or Trebisond, Or whom Biserta sent from Afric shore, When Charlemain with all his peerage fell By Fontarabbia.
Sida 271 - In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new-slain Knight ; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. ' His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet. ' Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane, And I'll pick out his bonny blue een : Wi' ae lock o' his gowden hair We'll theek our nest when it grows bare.
Sida 155 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Sida 119 - His Gardens next your admiration call, On ev'ry side you look, behold the Wall! No pleasing Intricacies intervene, No artful wildness to perplex the scene; Grove nods at grove, each Alley has a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other.
Sida 129 - Whether to plant a walk in undulating curves, and to place a bench at every turn where there is an object to catch the view; to make water run where it will be heard, and to stagnate where it will be seen...
Sida 91 - It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground; And there a season atween June and May, Half...
Sida 234 - I waked one morning in the beginning of last June from a dream, of which all I could recover was, that I had thought myself in an ancient castle (a very natural dream for a head filled like mine with Gothic story) and that on the uppermost bannister of a great staircase I saw a gigantic hand in armour. In the evening I sat down and began to write, without knowing in the least what I intended to say or relate.
Sida 270 - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Sida 111 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Sida 37 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.