Extracts from English LiteratureChapman and Hall, 1867 - 383 sidor |
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... reason of their being submitted to the reader . The Extracts consist of a selection from a common- place book , in which the Compiler has been accus- tomed to note any passages which in the course of his reading he considered worthy of ...
... reason of their being submitted to the reader . The Extracts consist of a selection from a common- place book , in which the Compiler has been accus- tomed to note any passages which in the course of his reading he considered worthy of ...
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... dying day's decay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! c When Nero perish'd by the justest doom Which ever the SELECTIONS . 17 that it is more pleasing to see smoke brightening into ...
... dying day's decay ; Is this a fancy which our reason scorns ? Ah ! surely nothing dies but something mourns ! c When Nero perish'd by the justest doom Which ever the SELECTIONS . 17 that it is more pleasing to see smoke brightening into ...
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... reason why borrowed books are so seldom returned to their owners , is that it is much easier to retain the books than what is in them . DIRGE IN CYMBELINE . Sung by Guiderius and Arviragus over Fidele , supposed to be dead . To fair ...
... reason why borrowed books are so seldom returned to their owners , is that it is much easier to retain the books than what is in them . DIRGE IN CYMBELINE . Sung by Guiderius and Arviragus over Fidele , supposed to be dead . To fair ...
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... reason ! how infinite in faculties ! in form , and moving , how express and ad- mirable ! in action , how like an angel ! in apprehension , how like a god ! the beauty of the world ! the paragon of animals ! Hamlet , Act II . EVERY man ...
... reason ! how infinite in faculties ! in form , and moving , how express and ad- mirable ! in action , how like an angel ! in apprehension , how like a god ! the beauty of the world ! the paragon of animals ! Hamlet , Act II . EVERY man ...
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... reason firm , the temperate will , Endurance , foresight , strength , and skill ; A perfect Woman , nobly plann'd To warn , to comfort , and command ; And yet a Spirit still , and bright With something of an angel - light . WELL I ...
... reason firm , the temperate will , Endurance , foresight , strength , and skill ; A perfect Woman , nobly plann'd To warn , to comfort , and command ; And yet a Spirit still , and bright With something of an angel - light . WELL I ...
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Sida 236 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Sida 326 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits, and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
Sida 292 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Sida 80 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Sida 132 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Sida 91 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Sida 124 - O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Sida 249 - To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
Sida 276 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Sida 344 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday...