Development of English Literature and Language, 1-2. kötetS.C. Griggs, 1882 |
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8. oldal
... fire to the monasteries . Letters and religion disappeared before these Northmen as before the Northmen of old . The arts of peace were forgotten . Light was all but quenched in a chaotic and muddy ignorance . To an England that had ...
... fire to the monasteries . Letters and religion disappeared before these Northmen as before the Northmen of old . The arts of peace were forgotten . Light was all but quenched in a chaotic and muddy ignorance . To an England that had ...
9. oldal
... fire and retire . What savage unsocial nights , ' says Lamb , must our ancestors have spent , wintering in caves and unilluminated fastnesses ! They must have lain about and grumbled at one another in the dark . What repartees could ...
... fire and retire . What savage unsocial nights , ' says Lamb , must our ancestors have spent , wintering in caves and unilluminated fastnesses ! They must have lain about and grumbled at one another in the dark . What repartees could ...
13. oldal
... fire - place , while the wolf's long howl broke the silence of forest depth or wild fowls screamed across the wilderness of shallow waters ; have wandered through their track - ways , careful to hasten home before the setting of the sun ...
... fire - place , while the wolf's long howl broke the silence of forest depth or wild fowls screamed across the wilderness of shallow waters ; have wandered through their track - ways , careful to hasten home before the setting of the sun ...
16. oldal
... fire , walking up and down the streets , seemed to Casca a prodigy less dire than ' the bird of night ' that sat Even at noonday , upon the market - place , Hooting and shrieking . ' But there are latent qualities here which would ...
... fire , walking up and down the streets , seemed to Casca a prodigy less dire than ' the bird of night ' that sat Even at noonday , upon the market - place , Hooting and shrieking . ' But there are latent qualities here which would ...
22. oldal
... fire and water are deities , and surely the gods will not harm the innocent or screen the guilty ? Therefore , be ready to lift masses of red - hot iron in your hands , or to pass through flame . - the duel and the ordeal . Besides , is ...
... fire and water are deities , and surely the gods will not harm the innocent or screen the guilty ? Therefore , be ready to lift masses of red - hot iron in your hands , or to pass through flame . - the duel and the ordeal . Besides , is ...
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460. oldal - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in hell : Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven.
370. oldal - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
360. oldal - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
40. oldal - Those are Grecian ghosts, that in battle were slain And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
444. oldal - 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. Histories make men wise; poets witty; the mathematics subtle; natural philosophy deep; moral grave; logic and rhetoric able to contend.
268. oldal - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
360. oldal - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
372. oldal - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
362. oldal - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
333. oldal - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.