Studies in English Literature: Being Typical Selections of British and American Authorship, from Shakespeare to the Present Time with Definitions, Notes, Analyses, and Glossary as an Aid to Systematic Literary StudyHarper & brothers, 1887 - 638 стор. |
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... thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee . " - Wordsworth . 24. Vision is the narration of past or absent scenes as though actually occurring before us . It is allied to and is often found associated with ...
... thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee . " - Wordsworth . 24. Vision is the narration of past or absent scenes as though actually occurring before us . It is allied to and is often found associated with ...
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... thou be'st he - but oh , how fallen , how changed From him who , " etc. 39. Aposiopesis is a sudden pause in the course of a sen- tence by which the conclusion is left unfinished , as- " For there I picked up on the heather , And there ...
... thou be'st he - but oh , how fallen , how changed From him who , " etc. 39. Aposiopesis is a sudden pause in the course of a sen- tence by which the conclusion is left unfinished , as- " For there I picked up on the heather , And there ...
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... Thou hast the sharp clean edge and the downright blow of the Saxon , Thou the majestical march and the stately pomp of the Latin ; Thou the euphonious swell , the rhythmical roll of the Greek ; Thine is the elegant suavity caught from ...
... Thou hast the sharp clean edge and the downright blow of the Saxon , Thou the majestical march and the stately pomp of the Latin ; Thou the euphonious swell , the rhythmical roll of the Greek ; Thine is the elegant suavity caught from ...
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... thou bearest thy rider along ; Now like our hackney or draught horse , serving our commonest uses , Now bearing grandly the poet , Pegasus - like , to the sky . II . Thou art not prisoned in fixed rules , thou art no slave to a grammar ; ...
... thou bearest thy rider along ; Now like our hackney or draught horse , serving our commonest uses , Now bearing grandly the poet , Pegasus - like , to the sky . II . Thou art not prisoned in fixed rules , thou art no slave to a grammar ; ...
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... thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument For whilst to th ' shame of slow - endeavoring art Thy easy numbers flow , and that each heart Hath from the leaves of thy ...
... thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument For whilst to th ' shame of slow - endeavoring art Thy easy numbers flow , and that each heart Hath from the leaves of thy ...
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