Familiar Talks on English Literature: A Manual Embracing the Great Epochs of English Literature, from the English Conquest of Britain, 449, to the Death of Walter Scott, 1832Jansen, McClurg, 1884 - 454 páginas |
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... fair - haired , blue - eyed , strong - limbed men , who speak with Teutonic tongues , * we find them playing an im- portant part in history . It was a tribe of these Teutons , the Goths — who in the fourth and fifth centuries swooped ...
... fair - haired , blue - eyed , strong - limbed men , who speak with Teutonic tongues , * we find them playing an im- portant part in history . It was a tribe of these Teutons , the Goths — who in the fourth and fifth centuries swooped ...
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... fair , my love , Behold thou art fair . Thou hast dove's eyes within thy locks , Thy hair is like a flock of goats That appear from Mt. Gilead ; If Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet , 24 FAMILIAR TALKS.
... fair , my love , Behold thou art fair . Thou hast dove's eyes within thy locks , Thy hair is like a flock of goats That appear from Mt. Gilead ; If Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet , 24 FAMILIAR TALKS.
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... fair laws for those days . He was something of a poet , too , and a little song of his is still preserved which he made one day as he was going down the river Ouse in a boat , and heard from the open windows of the monastery the Monks ...
... fair laws for those days . He was something of a poet , too , and a little song of his is still preserved which he made one day as he was going down the river Ouse in a boat , and heard from the open windows of the monastery the Monks ...
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... fair to take back what he could from his rich oppressor . Such an outlaw was Robin Hood , who , if we may believe anything that is told of him , was an Eng- lishman of noble birth , living in the early thirteenth century . Upon his bold ...
... fair to take back what he could from his rich oppressor . Such an outlaw was Robin Hood , who , if we may believe anything that is told of him , was an Eng- lishman of noble birth , living in the early thirteenth century . Upon his bold ...
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... fair , And leaves both large and long , It is merry walking in the fair forest To hear the small bird's song . The thrush he sang and would not cease , Sitting upon the spray , So loud he wakened Robin Hood In the green wood where he ...
... fair , And leaves both large and long , It is merry walking in the fair forest To hear the small bird's song . The thrush he sang and would not cease , Sitting upon the spray , So loud he wakened Robin Hood In the green wood where he ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Amy Robsart ballad beautiful began Ben Jonson Beowulf Born breath called century characters Charles Charles II charm Chaucer comedies Comus Cowley dear death delight Died doth dramatic Dryden England English English poetry essays eyes fair fancy flowers friends genius give hand hath heart heaven Hudibras John John Bunyan Jonson King lady light literature live London looked Lord manner Milton mind nature never night noble novel o'er Paradise Lost Piers Ploughman Pilgrim's Progress plays pleasure poem poet poetry poor Pope Prince Prince John prose Puritans Queen reign rhyme Samuel Pepys satire says Scriblerus Club seems Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shelley Silent Woman sing songs soul spirit story style sweet TALK Tamburlaine taste tears tell thee things thou thought took verse words Wordsworth write written wrote young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 148 - This fortress, built by nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war ; This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands ; This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England...
Página 206 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song...
Página 199 - Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Página 339 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Página 217 - Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead, And amazed he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
Página 339 - High instincts, before which our mortal nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised : But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Página 188 - 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.
Página 338 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men. Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Página 201 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Página 362 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!