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English Composition: With Chapters on Precis Writing, Prosody and Style
Vista previa limitada - 1926
alliteration AMPHIBRACHS anapaests ancient beauty blank verse caesura called character clause comma dark death doth Dr Johnson Duke employed English Essay example express eyes Faerie Queene fear feel following passage following sentences French Giaour give happy hath heart heaven honour IAMBIC PENTAMETER ideas illustrations Julius Caesar king labour lady language light lines living look Lord Macaulay Macaulay's Malaprop meaning melody Merchant of Venice metaphor metre Milton mind Monometer nature never night o'er object Paradise Lost paragraph person pleasure pleonasm poem poet poetic poetry précis prose Re-write the following rime sayd Scotland Scott sense Shakespeare sometimes sonnet soul speech spirit story style sweet swerde syllables Tennyson thee things thou thought Thucydides Trimeter trochee truth verse voice words writing
Página 287 - The sober herd that lowed to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Página 284 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded; what none hath dared, thou hast done; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised: thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jacet.
Página 264 - so simple, but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts. How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars, Who, inward search'd, have livers white as milk ; And these assume but valour's excrement, To render them redoubted.
Página 363 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition...
Página 66 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Página 262 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
Página 217 - Of these the false Achitophel was first, A name to all succeeding ages curst : For close designs and crooked counsels fit, Sagacious, bold, and turbulent of wit, Restless, unfixed in principles and place, In power unpleased, impatient of disgrace ; A fiery soul, which working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay And o'cr-informed the tenement of clay.
Página 68 - I should (said He) Bestow this jewel also on My creature, He would adore My gifts instead of Me, And rest in nature, not the God of nature : So both should losers be. Yet let him keep the rest, But keep them with repining restlessness : Let him be rich and weary, that at least, If goodness lead him not, yet weariness May toss him to My breast.
Página 369 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.