English Lands, Letters and Kings, 1. kötetC. Scribner's Sons, 1889 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 21 találatból.
11. oldal
... true Irish fervor in it : - " From the high prow I look over the sea , and great tears are in my gray eyes when I turn to Erin -to Erin , where the songs of the birds are so sweet , and where the clerks sing like the birds ; where the ...
... true Irish fervor in it : - " From the high prow I look over the sea , and great tears are in my gray eyes when I turn to Erin -to Erin , where the songs of the birds are so sweet , and where the clerks sing like the birds ; where the ...
13. oldal
... true Eng- lish poet , Cadmon , began to sing his Christian song of the creation . He was but a cattle - tender -unkempt - untaught , full of savagery , but with a fine phrenzy in him , which made his paraphrase of Scripture a spur , and ...
... true Eng- lish poet , Cadmon , began to sing his Christian song of the creation . He was but a cattle - tender -unkempt - untaught , full of savagery , but with a fine phrenzy in him , which made his paraphrase of Scripture a spur , and ...
16. oldal
... him what is to be his doom for good or ill . The tears of Beda's scholars mingled with his song . So the days rolled on to Ascension tide , " etc. learned and true was he , that the Pope would 16 LANDS , LETTERS , & KINGS .
... him what is to be his doom for good or ill . The tears of Beda's scholars mingled with his song . So the days rolled on to Ascension tide , " etc. learned and true was he , that the Pope would 16 LANDS , LETTERS , & KINGS .
17. oldal
Donald Grant Mitchell. learned and true was he , that the Pope would have called him to Rome ; but he loved better the wooded Tyne banks , and the gray moorlands , and the labors of his own monastery . There he lived out an honest , a ...
Donald Grant Mitchell. learned and true was he , that the Pope would have called him to Rome ; but he loved better the wooded Tyne banks , and the gray moorlands , and the labors of his own monastery . There he lived out an honest , a ...
30. oldal
... true Saxon gloom lowering over him he tells the story of his brother Tostig's jeal- ous wrath , always in arms against Harold : he tells of the hasty oath , which the king in young days had sworn to William in Normandy , never to claim ...
... true Saxon gloom lowering over him he tells the story of his brother Tostig's jeal- ous wrath , always in arms against Harold : he tells of the hasty oath , which the king in young days had sworn to William in Normandy , never to claim ...
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41. oldal - Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream - by these...
133. oldal - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules: but beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true prince.
268. oldal - And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
173. oldal - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
157. oldal - To drive the deer with hound and horn Earl Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborn The hunting of that day.
226. oldal - And blesseth her with his two happy hands, How the red roses flush up in her cheeks, And the pure snow with goodly vermeil stain, Like crimson dyed in grain, That even th...
190. oldal - I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good ; But sure I think, that I can drink With him that wears a hood...
259. oldal - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a Garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures. It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
300. oldal - I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, Would he had blotted a thousand.
304. oldal - I myself thought good to imitate the Italian fashion by this forked cutting of meate, not only while I was in Italy, but also in Germany, and oftentimes in England since I came home...