A history of English literature for junior classesWilliam Collins, Sons,, 1873 - 253 páginas |
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... beautiful sonnets of Petrarch , and the famous stories in Boccaccio's book . When he returns to England , he will remember how soft and musical was the language of Italy , and he will try to make the rough English tongue more pleasant ...
... beautiful sonnets of Petrarch , and the famous stories in Boccaccio's book . When he returns to England , he will remember how soft and musical was the language of Italy , and he will try to make the rough English tongue more pleasant ...
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... beautiful of them all is the Knight's Tale . The story tells us that two close friends have been taken prisoners by Duke Theseus of Athens . Looking forth from their prison window one day , they behold the lovely Emily , sister of the ...
... beautiful of them all is the Knight's Tale . The story tells us that two close friends have been taken prisoners by Duke Theseus of Athens . Looking forth from their prison window one day , they behold the lovely Emily , sister of the ...
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... beautiful , was so delighted that his heart beat fast as he looked , and he could scarcely believe that one so pretty could be a creature of this world . This lady , however , is the Joan Beaufort whom he after- wards married , and made ...
... beautiful , was so delighted that his heart beat fast as he looked , and he could scarcely believe that one so pretty could be a creature of this world . This lady , however , is the Joan Beaufort whom he after- wards married , and made ...
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... beautiful garden where Dame Nature is calling all the beasts about her to do her reverence . She singles out the lion ( which represents Scotland ) , and proclaims him king of beasts . The flowers , in like manner , are called before ...
... beautiful garden where Dame Nature is calling all the beasts about her to do her reverence . She singles out the lion ( which represents Scotland ) , and proclaims him king of beasts . The flowers , in like manner , are called before ...
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... beautiful poems . of them he declares he will ever love her- 66 In one Yea , rather die a thousand times , than once to false my faith ; And , when this carcass here to earth shall be refar'd , I do bequeath my wearied ghost to serve ...
... beautiful poems . of them he declares he will ever love her- 66 In one Yea , rather die a thousand times , than once to false my faith ; And , when this carcass here to earth shall be refar'd , I do bequeath my wearied ghost to serve ...
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Página 71 - Join voices, all ye living Souls; ye Birds, That, singing, up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk • The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep, Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal Lord! Be bounteous still To give us only good ; and, if the night Have gathered aught of evil, or concealed, Disperse it, as now light...
Página 71 - Whether to deck with clouds the uncolour'd sky, Or wet the thirsty earth with falling showers, Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Página 188 - We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. " ' So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. " ' Our very hopes belied our fears ; Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. " ' For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed ; — she had Another morn...
Página 94 - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood. Robed in the sable garb of woe. With haggard eyes the poet stood; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Streamed, like a meteor, to the troubled air), And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
Página 31 - I am in presence either of father or mother, whether I speak, keep silence, sit, stand, or go, eat, drink, be merry, or sad, be sewing, playing, dancing, or doing anything else, I must do it, as it were, in such weight, measure, and number, even so perfectly, as God made the world...
Página 78 - Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart. Give me thy hand, and let me hear thy voice; Nay, quickly speak to me, and let me hear Thy voice — my own affrights me with its echoes.
Página 76 - ALL human things are subject to decay, And when fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, young Was called to empire, and had governed long: In prose and verse, was owned, without dispute, Through all the realms of Nonsense, absolute.
Página 55 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine.
Página 52 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Página 139 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.