An English Anthology of Prose and Poetry, Shewing the Main Stream of English Literature Through Six Centuries.(14th Century-19th Century)J.M. Dent & Sons Limited, 1922 - 1011 страници |
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... light ; rise ye after that ye han set , that eaten the bread of sorrow . When he shall give sleep to his loved ; lo ! then the heritage of the Lord is sons , the meed is the fruit of the womb . As arrowes ben in the hand of the mighty ...
... light ; rise ye after that ye han set , that eaten the bread of sorrow . When he shall give sleep to his loved ; lo ! then the heritage of the Lord is sons , the meed is the fruit of the womb . As arrowes ben in the hand of the mighty ...
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... So Sir Lucan de- parted , for he was grievously wounded in many places . And so as he yede , he saw and hearkened by the moon- light , how that pillers and robbers were come into the field to pill and to rob many a full noble.
... So Sir Lucan de- parted , for he was grievously wounded in many places . And so as he yede , he saw and hearkened by the moon- light , how that pillers and robbers were come into the field to pill and to rob many a full noble.
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... light ; This bloody - shirt she hath on me set ; For longing of love yet would I not let ; Sweete strokes are these lo ! I have loved her ever as I her het Quia amore langueo . I crowned her with bliss and she me with thorn ; I led her ...
... light ; This bloody - shirt she hath on me set ; For longing of love yet would I not let ; Sweete strokes are these lo ! I have loved her ever as I her het Quia amore langueo . I crowned her with bliss and she me with thorn ; I led her ...
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... light , and the light of the Moon shall never shine unto thee : but the Lord himself shall be thy everlasting light , and thy God shall be thy glory . Thy Sun shall never go down , and thy Moon shall not be taken away , for the Lord ...
... light , and the light of the Moon shall never shine unto thee : but the Lord himself shall be thy everlasting light , and thy God shall be thy glory . Thy Sun shall never go down , and thy Moon shall not be taken away , for the Lord ...
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... light is now at the last snuff , and , for want of wherewith to sustain it , there is no substance left for life to feed on . Trust not , then ( I beseech ye ) to such weak stays ; for they are as changeable in mind as in many attires ...
... light is now at the last snuff , and , for want of wherewith to sustain it , there is no substance left for life to feed on . Trust not , then ( I beseech ye ) to such weak stays ; for they are as changeable in mind as in many attires ...
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Страница 474 - Or in the natal, or the mortal hour. All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee ; All Chance, Direction, which thou canst not see ; All Discord, Harmony not understood ; All partial Evil, universal Good : And, spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite, One truth is clear, WHATEVER is, is RIGHT.
Страница 705 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
Страница 623 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Страница 605 - Thou whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage; thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness" of the grave; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the Day, a master o'er a slave, A presence which is not to be put by; Thou...
Страница 288 - The sun shall be no more thy light by day ; neither for brightness shall the moon give light unto thee : but the LORD shall be unto thee an everlasting light, and thy God thy glory.
Страница 706 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Страница 630 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Страница 213 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of...
Страница 607 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Страница 606 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and...