Literature and Life ...Edwin Almiron Greenlaw, Clarence Stratton Scott, Foresman, 1922 |
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... never missed . " - Thus plaining , doth she bring A gentler speech from burning Porphyro ; So woeful , and of such deep sorrowing , 160 That Angela gives promise she will do Whatever he shall wish , betide her weal or woe Which was , to ...
... never missed . " - Thus plaining , doth she bring A gentler speech from burning Porphyro ; So woeful , and of such deep sorrowing , 160 That Angela gives promise she will do Whatever he shall wish , betide her weal or woe Which was , to ...
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... never , never could redeem 286 From such a steadfast spell his lady's eyes ; So mused awhile , entoiled in wooféd phantasies . Awakening up , he took her hollow lute- Tumultuous - and , in chords that tenderest be , 290 He played an ...
... never , never could redeem 286 From such a steadfast spell his lady's eyes ; So mused awhile , entoiled in wooféd phantasies . Awakening up , he took her hollow lute- Tumultuous - and , in chords that tenderest be , 290 He played an ...
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... never saw its like before , I ne'er shall see its likeness more . It seemed , like me , to want a mate , But was not half so desolate , And it was come to love me when None lived to love me so again , And , cheering from my dungeon's ...
... never saw its like before , I ne'er shall see its likeness more . It seemed , like me , to want a mate , But was not half so desolate , And it was come to love me when None lived to love me so again , And , cheering from my dungeon's ...
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... never to let her know . Help me not to break in upon her peace . My children too ! must I not speak to these ? They know me not . I should betray myself . Never ; no father's kiss for me- -the girl 786 So like her mother , and the boy ...
... never to let her know . Help me not to break in upon her peace . My children too ! must I not speak to these ? They know me not . I should betray myself . Never ; no father's kiss for me- -the girl 786 So like her mother , and the boy ...
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... never find . Come then , hear now , and grant me what I ask . 55 Let the two armies rest today ; but I Will challenge forth the bravest Persian lords If I prevail , To meet me , man to man . Rustum will surely hear it ; if I fall— Old ...
... never find . Come then , hear now , and grant me what I ask . 55 Let the two armies rest today ; but I Will challenge forth the bravest Persian lords If I prevail , To meet me , man to man . Rustum will surely hear it ; if I fall— Old ...
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Literature and Life, Bücher 2 Edwin Greenlaw,William Harris Elson,Christine M. Keck Vollansicht - 1922 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Afrasiab American Annie answered beadsman beauty called CHAPTER character child dark door Duke Duke of Burgundy Dunsey Dunstan England Enoch Eppie eyes face father fear feel George Eliot give Godfrey Godfrey Cass Gout hand hath Hawthorne head heard heart heaven Heidegger HILDA horse Katydid King knew lady light literature live look Lord Macey Master Marner ment mind MOLLIE Nancy Nature never night NOTES AND QUESTIONS o'er Oxus Ozymandias Péronne Persian person play poem poet poetry prose Quentin Quentin Durward Raveloe romance Rosalind round Rustum scene Schoeneus seemed Shakespeare short story Silas Marner smile Sohrab song soul speak Squire stood strange tell thee there's things thou thought tion turned verse voice Wildfire woman wonder words writing young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 374 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than- the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say ' This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Seite 39 - Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil. so Death closes all; but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
Seite 38 - Myself not least, but honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
Seite 13 - St Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith...
Seite 561 - If his very initial sentence tend not to the outbringing of this effect, then he has failed in his first step. In the whole composition there should be no word written, of which the tendency, direct or indirect, is not to the one preestablished design.
Seite 475 - Thy hand has graced him. Nestled at his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower, With scented breath and look so like a smile, Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould, An emanation of the indwelling Life, A visible token of the upholding Love, That are the soul of this great universe.
Seite 265 - DURING THE WHOLE of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.
Seite 265 - ... a sense of insufferable gloom pervaded my spirit. I say insufferable ; for the feeling was unrelieved by any of that half-pleasurable, because poetic, sentiment with which the mind usually receives even the sternest natural images of the desolate or terrible. I looked upon the scene before me — upon the mere house and the simple landscape features of the domain, upon the bleak walls, upon the vacant eyelike windows, upon a few rank sedges, and upon a few white trunks of decayed trees...
Seite 24 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote ; At last men came to set me free; 370 I asked not why, and recked not where ; It was at length the same to me, Fettered or fetterless to be, I learned to love despair.
Seite 17 - Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk curtains: — 'twas a midnight charm Impossible to melt as iced stream: The lustrous salvers in the moonlight gleam; Broad golden fringe upon the carpet lies: It...