History of English Literature, Том 1Henry Holt and Company, 1876 - 502 стор. |
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... never have oc- casion to blush for the gospel or the king ; " 1 clever at entertain- ing the prince , and rendering for him into good French the " old French of Amyot ; " very respectful to the great , always " know- ing his place ...
... never have oc- casion to blush for the gospel or the king ; " 1 clever at entertain- ing the prince , and rendering for him into good French the " old French of Amyot ; " very respectful to the great , always " know- ing his place ...
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... never slept under the smoky rafters of a roof , who had never drained the ale - horn by an inhabited hearth , " laughed at wind and storms , and sang : " The blast of the tempest aids our oars ; the bellowing of heaven , the howling of ...
... never slept under the smoky rafters of a roof , who had never drained the ale - horn by an inhabited hearth , " laughed at wind and storms , and sang : " The blast of the tempest aids our oars ; the bellowing of heaven , the howling of ...
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... never at a first glance see in them aught but large gross beasts , clumsy and ridiculous when not dangerous and enraged . Up to the sixteenth century , says an old historian , the great body of the nation were little else than herdsmen ...
... never at a first glance see in them aught but large gross beasts , clumsy and ridiculous when not dangerous and enraged . Up to the sixteenth century , says an old historian , the great body of the nation were little else than herdsmen ...
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... never wept or for her bear - fierce brothers , or for her dear sons , young , simple . " " Judge from this heap of ruin and carnage to what excess the will is strung . There were men amongst them , Berserkirs , 3 who in bat- tle seized ...
... never wept or for her bear - fierce brothers , or for her dear sons , young , simple . " " Judge from this heap of ruin and carnage to what excess the will is strung . There were men amongst them , Berserkirs , 3 who in bat- tle seized ...
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... never been is now our friendship . To endure enmities man orders me to dwell in the bowers of the forest , under the oak tree in this earthy cave . Cold is this earth - dwelling : I am quite wearied out . Dim are the dells , high up are ...
... never been is now our friendship . To endure enmities man orders me to dwell in the bowers of the forest , under the oak tree in this earthy cave . Cold is this earth - dwelling : I am quite wearied out . Dim are the dells , high up are ...
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Сторінка 351 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it : for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Сторінка 201 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Сторінка 345 - Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.
Сторінка 389 - O most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets, It is not nor it cannot come to good; But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue!
Сторінка 401 - 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.
Сторінка 247 - The end of our foundation is the knowledge of causes, and secret motions of things; and the enlarging of the bounds of human empire, to the effecting of all things possible.
Сторінка 266 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling...
Сторінка 198 - Or the nard in the fire ? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white, O so soft, O so sweet is she!
Сторінка 384 - I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...
Сторінка 389 - Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth ! Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body...