Century Types of English Literature Chronologically ArrangedCentury Company, 1925 - 1144 páginas |
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... sure covenant , as ye right well know . " " " T is sooth , " quoth the knight , " and as truly will I give ye all I have gained . " He took the host round the neck , and kissed him courteously twice . " Now are we quits , " he said ...
... sure covenant , as ye right well know . " " " T is sooth , " quoth the knight , " and as truly will I give ye all I have gained . " He took the host round the neck , and kissed him courteously twice . " Now are we quits , " he said ...
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... sure , That the first word whaeer 3 shoud speak , Shoud rise and bar the door . 5. Then by there came two gentlemen , At twelve o clock at night , And they could neither see house nor hall , Nor coal nor candle - light . 6. " Now ...
... sure , That the first word whaeer 3 shoud speak , Shoud rise and bar the door . 5. Then by there came two gentlemen , At twelve o clock at night , And they could neither see house nor hall , Nor coal nor candle - light . 6. " Now ...
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... Sure , thou mistakest . I saw him shipped , and a thousand eyes beside Were witnesses of the farewells which he gave , When I , with weeping eyes , bid him adieu . Dodger , take heed . Dodger . My lord , I am advised , That what I spake ...
... Sure , thou mistakest . I saw him shipped , and a thousand eyes beside Were witnesses of the farewells which he gave , When I , with weeping eyes , bid him adieu . Dodger , take heed . Dodger . My lord , I am advised , That what I spake ...
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... sure , there's not any of them , perdy , but would 1 help me , help thee Ralph . I thank you , dame ; since I want limbs and lands , I'll trust to God , my good friends , and my hands . ( Exit ) ( Enter HANS and FIRK running ) Firk ...
... sure , there's not any of them , perdy , but would 1 help me , help thee Ralph . I thank you , dame ; since I want limbs and lands , I'll trust to God , my good friends , and my hands . ( Exit ) ( Enter HANS and FIRK running ) Firk ...
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... sure , sir , by this ? Serv . How , by this ? Am I sure , by this ? Art thou in thy wits ? I tell thee , I must have a pair of shoes , dost thou mark me ? A pair of shoes , two shoes , 1 with you go made by this very shoe , this same ...
... sure , sir , by this ? Serv . How , by this ? Am I sure , by this ? Art thou in thy wits ? I tell thee , I must have a pair of shoes , dost thou mark me ? A pair of shoes , two shoes , 1 with you go made by this very shoe , this same ...
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Century Types of English Literature: Chronologically Arranged George William McClelland Visualização integral - 1925 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
arms beauty Beowulf Cæsar Chas Cleo dear death Deloraine Dola doth earth Ecgtheow eyes Eyre face Faerie Queene fair father fear Firk Gawain Geats give gold grace Grendel hall hand hast hath head Healfdene hear heard heart heaven Heorot Hodge honor Hrothgar Hygelac Johnson King knight Lady of Shalott Lady Sneer Lady Teaz laugh leave light live look lord master Mayor mighty mind never noble o'er pain pleasure poet pray prince queen quoth Robin Hood rose round Rustum Scyldings sing Sir Oliv Sir Pet Sir Peter song sorrow soul speak spirit stood sure Surf sweet sword Teazle tell thee thine things thought tion true truth Vent warrior ween wife wind words young youth
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Página 271 - Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man. And therefore, if a man write little, he had need have a great memory; if he confer little, he had need have a present wit: and if he read little, he had need have much cunning, to seem to know that he doth not.
Página 636 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Página 777 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Página 701 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly...
Página 626 - Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face ; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Página 721 - And still she slept an azure-lidded sleep, In blanched linen, smooth, and lavender'd, While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd; With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon; Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
Página 733 - In a few days his lordship's town house was observed to be on fire. The thing took wing and now there was nothing to be seen but fires in every direction. Fuel and pigs grew enormously dear all over the district. The insurance offices one and all shut up shop. People built slighter and slighter every day, until it was feared that the very science of architecture would in no long time be lost to the world. Thus this custom of firing houses continued, till in process of time...
Página 701 - Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill.
Página 237 - That without them dare to woo ; And unless that mind I see, What care I how great she be ? Great, or good, or kind, or fair, I will ne'er the more despair: If she love me, this believe, I will die ere she shall grieve : If she slight me when I woo, I can scorn and let her go ; For if she be not for me, What care I for whom she be ? George Wither.
Página 244 - Daffodils Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. » We have short time to stay as you; We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.