A Hand-book of English and American Literature: Historical and Critical : with Illustrations of the Writings of Each Successive Period : for the Use of Schools and AcademiesEldredge & Brother, 1884 - 518 páginas |
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... never able to conquer the whole of Britain . The wild , untamable Picts in the north of the island , with their allies , the Scots , from Ireland , kept their strongholds among the mountains . But when , in the fifth cen- tury , the ...
... never able to conquer the whole of Britain . The wild , untamable Picts in the north of the island , with their allies , the Scots , from Ireland , kept their strongholds among the mountains . But when , in the fifth cen- tury , the ...
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... never heard before . And when he awoke , he not only could recall the verses of his sleep , but went on making others . Near at hand was the celebrated monastery of Whitby , over which the Abbess Hilda presided . To her Caedmon went ...
... never heard before . And when he awoke , he not only could recall the verses of his sleep , but went on making others . Near at hand was the celebrated monastery of Whitby , over which the Abbess Hilda presided . To her Caedmon went ...
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... never to turn back from an enemy , " in the name of God and the lady of his choice , undertook deeds of the greatest peril . For every complaint made to the king of an injury received , a knight or a company of knights must be ready at ...
... never to turn back from an enemy , " in the name of God and the lady of his choice , undertook deeds of the greatest peril . For every complaint made to the king of an injury received , a knight or a company of knights must be ready at ...
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... never in sinne deie , That joye for to misse . X. Ac lene us alle so don here , And leve in love and good manere , The devel for to shende ; That we moten alle i - fere Sen him that us bouhte dere , In joye withoute ende . AMEN . From ...
... never in sinne deie , That joye for to misse . X. Ac lene us alle so don here , And leve in love and good manere , The devel for to shende ; That we moten alle i - fere Sen him that us bouhte dere , In joye withoute ende . AMEN . From ...
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... never how , Every wight may understande me . " From the Vision of PIERS PLOUGHMAN . In a somer season When softe was the sonne , I shoope2 me into shroudes 3 4 As I a sheep weere , In habit as an heremite , 5 Unholy of werkes , Wente ...
... never how , Every wight may understande me . " From the Vision of PIERS PLOUGHMAN . In a somer season When softe was the sonne , I shoope2 me into shroudes 3 4 As I a sheep weere , In habit as an heremite , 5 Unholy of werkes , Wente ...
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Página 196 - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same; Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees; Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent!
Página 473 - THE ARROW AND THE SONG. I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth I knew not where ; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ! Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Página 301 - 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.
Página 197 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave ! where is thy victory ? O Death! where is thy sting?
Página 239 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Página 365 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Página 298 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Página 131 - And though all the winds of doctrine were let loose to play upon the earth, so Truth be in the field, we do injuriously by licensing and prohibiting to misdoubt her strength. Let her and Falsehood grapple. Who ever knew Truth put to the worse, in a free and open encounter ? Her confuting is the best and surest suppressing.
Página 107 - 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...
Página 148 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?