Lectures on English Literature, from Chaucer to TennysonJ.B. Lippincott & Company, 1860 - 387 oldal |
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xxi. oldal
... earth was of beautiful England in her summer garb of verdure . The last words he ever wrote were in a letter of the 20th September to his venerable friend , Mrs. Wordsworth , thanking her and his English friends generally for all she ...
... earth was of beautiful England in her summer garb of verdure . The last words he ever wrote were in a letter of the 20th September to his venerable friend , Mrs. Wordsworth , thanking her and his English friends generally for all she ...
31. oldal
... earth and sky , such rational loyalty to womanhood , and such simple , child - like love of song , the songs of bird , of milk - maid , and of minstrel , that this little book on fishing has earned its life of two hundred years already ...
... earth and sky , such rational loyalty to womanhood , and such simple , child - like love of song , the songs of bird , of milk - maid , and of minstrel , that this little book on fishing has earned its life of two hundred years already ...
32. oldal
... earth linked together by community of speech , above all such glorious community as our English speech ; nay , more , so far as the Babel barriers which make the parti- tions of the earth are overleaped , a literature addresses itself ...
... earth linked together by community of speech , above all such glorious community as our English speech ; nay , more , so far as the Babel barriers which make the parti- tions of the earth are overleaped , a literature addresses itself ...
36. oldal
... earth and sky that for wise purposes is sensible to us , and we may thus lose that contemplative spirit , which can " find tongues in trees , books in the running brooks , sermons in stones , and good in every thing . " We must not be ...
... earth and sky that for wise purposes is sensible to us , and we may thus lose that contemplative spirit , which can " find tongues in trees , books in the running brooks , sermons in stones , and good in every thing . " We must not be ...
37. oldal
... earth , air , ocean , and the starry sky ; " there is a time to look into the faces of our fellow - beings , the bright and laughing face , or the sad and sorrowing one ; there is a time too for silent , solitary , spiritual looking ...
... earth , air , ocean , and the starry sky ; " there is a time to look into the faces of our fellow - beings , the bright and laughing face , or the sad and sorrowing one ; there is a time too for silent , solitary , spiritual looking ...
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Lectures on English Literatures from Chaucer to Tennyson William Bradford Reed,Henry Reed, PhD Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
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195. oldal - The oracles are dumb; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving: Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving: No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
231. oldal - It was said of Socrates, that he brought Philosophy down from Heaven to inhabit among Men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of Closets and Libraries, Schools and Colleges, to dwell in Clubs and Assemblies, at Tea-tables, and in Coffee-houses.
167. oldal - Be of good comfort, master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
323. oldal - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
224. oldal - Camoens soothed an exile's grief ; The sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways; and when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The thing became a trumpet ; whence he blew Soul-animating strains — alas, too few...
111. oldal - Scorn not the sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp, It...
193. oldal - Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
305. oldal - Beauty — a living Presence of the earth, Surpassing the most fair ideal Forms Which craft of delicate Spirits hath composed From earth's materials — waits upon my steps ; Pitches her tents before me as I move, An hourly neighbour.
196. oldal - And sullen Moloch, fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue ; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue ; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis, and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste...
275. oldal - He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love...