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... thou have laugh'd , had I come coffin'd home , That weep'st to see me triumph ? Ah , my dear , Such eyes the widows in Corioli wear , And mothers that lack sons . ' Or , to take what is not so much used by Shakspeare , the rhymed poetry ...
... thou have laugh'd , had I come coffin'd home , That weep'st to see me triumph ? Ah , my dear , Such eyes the widows in Corioli wear , And mothers that lack sons . ' Or , to take what is not so much used by Shakspeare , the rhymed poetry ...
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... thou Throw in a water now a stone , Well wot'st thou it will make anon A little roundel as a circle , Par venture as broad as a covércle , And right anon thou shalt see well That circle cause another wheel , And that the third , and so ...
... thou Throw in a water now a stone , Well wot'st thou it will make anon A little roundel as a circle , Par venture as broad as a covércle , And right anon thou shalt see well That circle cause another wheel , And that the third , and so ...
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... thou the vanguard of the three , And hide me beneath the bracken bush That grows on yonder lilylee . This deed was done at the Otterbourne , About the dawning of the day ; Earl Douglas was buried at the bracken bush , And the Percy led ...
... thou the vanguard of the three , And hide me beneath the bracken bush That grows on yonder lilylee . This deed was done at the Otterbourne , About the dawning of the day ; Earl Douglas was buried at the bracken bush , And the Percy led ...
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... thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings , Still quiring to the young - eyed cherubim . Such harmony is in immortal souls : But whilst this muddy vesture of decay , Doth grossly close it in , we cannot hear it . " Whose ...
... thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings , Still quiring to the young - eyed cherubim . Such harmony is in immortal souls : But whilst this muddy vesture of decay , Doth grossly close it in , we cannot hear it . " Whose ...
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... Thou hovering angel , girt with golden wings , And thou , unblemished form of Chastity ; I see ye visibly , and now believe That He , the Supreme Good , to whom all things ill Are but as slavish officers of vengeance , Would send a ...
... Thou hovering angel , girt with golden wings , And thou , unblemished form of Chastity ; I see ye visibly , and now believe That He , the Supreme Good , to whom all things ill Are but as slavish officers of vengeance , Would send a ...
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Lectures on English Literature: From Chaucer to Tennyson Henry Reed Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1855 |
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Sida 195 - The oracles are dumb; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving: Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving: No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Sida 231 - It was said of Socrates, that he brought Philosophy down from Heaven to inhabit among Men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of Closets and Libraries, Schools and Colleges, to dwell in Clubs and Assemblies, at Tea-tables, and in Coffee-houses.
Sida 228 - Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man. What passion cannot Music raise and quell? When Jubal struck the chorded shell, His listening brethren stood around, And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound : Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Sida 167 - Be of good comfort, master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Sida 305 - Paradise, and groves Elysian, Fortunate Fields — like those of old Sought in the Atlantic Main — why should they be A history only of departed things, Or a mere fiction of what never was ? For the discerning intellect of Man, When wedded to this goodly universe In love and holy passion, shall find these A simple produce of the common day.
Sida 275 - Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more ; He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill : At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy — for the starlight dews All silently their tears of...
Sida 305 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Sida 111 - Scorn not the sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It...
Sida 240 - It is come, I know not how, to be taken for granted, by many persons, that Christianity is not so much as a subject of inquiry , but that it is, now at length, discovered to be fictitious.
Sida 305 - Beauty — a living Presence of the earth, Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials — waits upon my steps ; Pitches her tents before me as I move, An hourly neighbour.