Literary By-Paths in Old English1909 |
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... Perhaps neither objec- tion is very serious . Sir Erasmus may have wedded at a precocious age , and Spenser may have sojourned in the north of England and still had time to spare for Canons Ashby . Amid so much that is nebulous in the ...
... Perhaps neither objec- tion is very serious . Sir Erasmus may have wedded at a precocious age , and Spenser may have sojourned in the north of England and still had time to spare for Canons Ashby . Amid so much that is nebulous in the ...
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... Perhaps that last phrase lends support to Au- brey's assertion that Rosalind was kinswoman to Sir Erasmus Dryden's lady . Also , it is to be remembered that E. K.'s " glosse " to the April poem of the " Shepheards Calender " points in ...
... Perhaps that last phrase lends support to Au- brey's assertion that Rosalind was kinswoman to Sir Erasmus Dryden's lady . Also , it is to be remembered that E. K.'s " glosse " to the April poem of the " Shepheards Calender " points in ...
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... Perhaps those were not happy days he spent in Leicester House ; instinctively they recall the sorrows of the solitary Florentine and his " Thou shalt have proof how savoureth of salt The bread of others , and how hard a road The going ...
... Perhaps those were not happy days he spent in Leicester House ; instinctively they recall the sorrows of the solitary Florentine and his " Thou shalt have proof how savoureth of salt The bread of others , and how hard a road The going ...
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... that I may finish it according to my mind , your wish will be in some sort accomplished , though perhaps not so effectually as you could desire . " 28 MYRTLE GROVE , YOUGHAL XXIX Nor is this the only LITERARY BY - PATHS.
... that I may finish it according to my mind , your wish will be in some sort accomplished , though perhaps not so effectually as you could desire . " 28 MYRTLE GROVE , YOUGHAL XXIX Nor is this the only LITERARY BY - PATHS.
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... Perhaps it is as well there are not ; there has been weeping enough over the disproportion between the fame of " Para- dise Lost " and the monetary recompense of its author . When gazing upon the entries of Spenser's various works in ...
... Perhaps it is as well there are not ; there has been weeping enough over the disproportion between the fame of " Para- dise Lost " and the monetary recompense of its author . When gazing upon the entries of Spenser's various works in ...
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Страница 110 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Страница 168 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Страница 159 - Careless their merits, or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his" failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all.
Страница 168 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Страница 269 - BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors.
Страница 166 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...
Страница 168 - His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Страница 117 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire : The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas ! for other notes repine ; A different object do these eyes require ; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine ; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Страница 185 - Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow. Ah, Tam! Ah, Tam! thou'll get thy fairin! In hell they'll roast thee like a herrin! In vain thy Kate awaits thy comin! Kate soon will be a woefu
Страница 185 - O YE, whose cheek the tear of pity stains, Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend ! Here lie the loving husband's dear remains, The tender father, and the gen'rous friend. The pitying heart that felt for human woe ; The dauntless heart that fear'd no human pride ; The friend of man, to vice alone a foe ; " For ev'n his failings lean'd to virtue's side.