Lectures on English Literature: From Chaucer to TennysonParry & McMillan, 1858 - 411 стор. |
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... guage in prose and verse , I should like , without vexing it with comment , or criticism , or analysis , but simply sound- ing it , to show what an instrument it has been in the hands of its great masters . I wish , however , to ...
... guage in prose and verse , I should like , without vexing it with comment , or criticism , or analysis , but simply sound- ing it , to show what an instrument it has been in the hands of its great masters . I wish , however , to ...
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... guage , and its relation to man's spiritual nature , may per- haps , in some measure , correct , or , at least , startle that error of looking upon this whole subject as a mere mat- ter of rhetoric and grammar , a superficial study of ...
... guage , and its relation to man's spiritual nature , may per- haps , in some measure , correct , or , at least , startle that error of looking upon this whole subject as a mere mat- ter of rhetoric and grammar , a superficial study of ...
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... guage , may last as long as books last . " He seems to have had no such assurance for his insular English lan- guage . Somewhat later , it needed Milton's filial and loyal affection for his mother - tongue to give it a share with the ...
... guage , may last as long as books last . " He seems to have had no such assurance for his insular English lan- guage . Somewhat later , it needed Milton's filial and loyal affection for his mother - tongue to give it a share with the ...
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... guage girdles the earth . Soon after the poet's heart gave forth its hope , English words began to find a home in the West , close begirt , however , with the fierce discords of the Indian - tongues : for years and years their home was ...
... guage girdles the earth . Soon after the poet's heart gave forth its hope , English words began to find a home in the West , close begirt , however , with the fierce discords of the Indian - tongues : for years and years their home was ...
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... guage - one of the great languages of the world's history -the path of conquest along which Alexander carried Greek words into the regions of the Indus . * * In Landor's Imaginary Conversations , written some twenty years ago , William ...
... guage - one of the great languages of the world's history -the path of conquest along which Alexander carried Greek words into the regions of the Indus . * * In Landor's Imaginary Conversations , written some twenty years ago , William ...
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Сторінка 276 - I see before me the Gladiator lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him! — He is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Сторінка 307 - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free.
Сторінка 314 - Yet, even in the Old Testament, if you listen to David's harp, you shall hear as many hearse-like airs as carols : and the pencil of the Holy Ghost hath laboured more in describing the afflictions of Job than the felicities of Solomon.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 36 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Сторінка 328 - Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 287 - Man knoweth not the price thereof ; Neither is it found in the land of the living. The depth saith, It is not in me: And the sea saith, It is not with me.
Сторінка 207 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Сторінка 224 - 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 cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways; and when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The thing became a trumpet ; whence he blew Soul-animating strains — alas, too few...