A History of English LiteratureMacmillan, 1901 - 534 страници |
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... given a palace to pass the next night in . That night , however , Grendel's mother , mad with grief at the slaughter of her monster son , came up to Heorot , and broke into the hall . noise of her entrance woke all the Scyldings who ...
... given a palace to pass the next night in . That night , however , Grendel's mother , mad with grief at the slaughter of her monster son , came up to Heorot , and broke into the hall . noise of her entrance woke all the Scyldings who ...
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... given up the ghost . did I endure I saw the God of men darkness had concealed the great King's corpse . in the shadow was lost , All creation wept , Christ was on the Rood . from afar came I that all beheld ; I bowed to the hands of the ...
... given up the ghost . did I endure I saw the God of men darkness had concealed the great King's corpse . in the shadow was lost , All creation wept , Christ was on the Rood . from afar came I that all beheld ; I bowed to the hands of the ...
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... given him wherewith to peel an apple , and violently stabbed himself with it , so that he died . Such was the death of Herod , who wickedly plotted against the coming of the heavenly messenger , and the innocent little children ...
... given him wherewith to peel an apple , and violently stabbed himself with it , so that he died . Such was the death of Herod , who wickedly plotted against the coming of the heavenly messenger , and the innocent little children ...
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... given us an entirely new language . Yet we cannot help seeing that the Old English held its own for some long time after the Conquest , although it was forced to accept a number of French words . But the nature of the language did not ...
... given us an entirely new language . Yet we cannot help seeing that the Old English held its own for some long time after the Conquest , although it was forced to accept a number of French words . But the nature of the language did not ...
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... given the footing of a private guest by the French king . In 1179 he was sent to Rome to attend the Lateran Council on behalf of England , and on his return was made a canon of St. Paul's and precentor of Lincoln . In his fifty - third ...
... given the footing of a private guest by the French king . In 1179 he was sent to Rome to attend the Lateran Council on behalf of England , and on his return was made a canon of St. Paul's and precentor of Lincoln . In his fifty - third ...
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Страница 424 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice I And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry,
Страница 301 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike...
Страница 356 - Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes, — So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name.
Страница 218 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
Страница 421 - Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Страница 404 - Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb!' So I piped with merry cheer. 'Piper, pipe that song again;
Страница 257 - In the first rank of these did Zimri stand ;* A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long...
Страница 199 - Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Страница 233 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Страница 187 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.