The Modern Student's Book of English LiteratureC. Scribner's sons, 1924 - 898 sivua |
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... Letter XIII , The Citizen of the World 280 October 1 , 1751 266 Letter XXI The Idler , No. 85. Saturday , Decem- 282 Letter LXXVII : 284 ber 1 , 1759 268 Letter to the Earl of Chesterfield 269 EDMUND BURKE ( 1729-1797 ) JAMES BOSWELL ...
... Letter XIII , The Citizen of the World 280 October 1 , 1751 266 Letter XXI The Idler , No. 85. Saturday , Decem- 282 Letter LXXVII : 284 ber 1 , 1759 268 Letter to the Earl of Chesterfield 269 EDMUND BURKE ( 1729-1797 ) JAMES BOSWELL ...
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... LETTERS 523 523 529 530 524 531 . 532 525 526 534 526 526 534 527 536 538 580 545 551 587 560 593 569 603 571 604 575 605 606 610 576 611 PAGE 675 675 677 682 683 685 685 686 690. WILLIAM HAZLITT ( 1778-1830 ) La Belle Dame Sans Merci ...
... LETTERS 523 523 529 530 524 531 . 532 525 526 534 526 526 534 527 536 538 580 545 551 587 560 593 569 603 571 604 575 605 606 610 576 611 PAGE 675 675 677 682 683 685 685 686 690. WILLIAM HAZLITT ( 1778-1830 ) La Belle Dame Sans Merci ...
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... LETTERS . 719 728 729 730 731 731 732 732 PAGE 820 820 821 822 824 830 834 840 844. ALFRED TENNYSON ( 1809-1892 ) The Lady of Shalott The Lotos - Eaters Morte d'Arthur PAGE WILLIAM MORRIS ( 1834-1896 ) 613 617 Two Red Roses Across the ...
... LETTERS . 719 728 729 730 731 731 732 732 PAGE 820 820 821 822 824 830 834 840 844. ALFRED TENNYSON ( 1809-1892 ) The Lady of Shalott The Lotos - Eaters Morte d'Arthur PAGE WILLIAM MORRIS ( 1834-1896 ) 613 617 Two Red Roses Across the ...
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... Letter- Writer On an Unknown Country 851 ARTHUR QUILLer - Couch ( 1863- ) On Style SAMUEL BUTLER ( 1825-1902 ) ... Letters JOHN GALSWORTHY ( 1867- Castles in Spain . ) 869 GLOSSARY AND NOTES INDEX OF AUTHORS INDEX OF TITLES INDEX ...
... Letter- Writer On an Unknown Country 851 ARTHUR QUILLer - Couch ( 1863- ) On Style SAMUEL BUTLER ( 1825-1902 ) ... Letters JOHN GALSWORTHY ( 1867- Castles in Spain . ) 869 GLOSSARY AND NOTES INDEX OF AUTHORS INDEX OF TITLES INDEX ...
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Apollyon Bargrave beauty Beowulf better Bonny Dundee breath Byrhtnoth Cædmon called Camelot Charles Lamb dark dead dear death delight doth dream earth England English Eormanric eyes face fair fear feel fire Flannan Isle flowers Gawain GEORGE MEREDITH give green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honour hour king King Arthur knew lady Lady of Shalott land laugh learned leave light literature live look Lord Lycidas mind morning Mother nature never night o'er once pass play pleasure poet poor rose round seemed ship silent sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile song sorrow soul speak spirit stars stood sweet tears tell thee thine things thought tion trout truth turn twa sisters unto Veal voice wild wind wonder words young youth
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Sivu 122 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of...
Sivu 405 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know,...
Sivu 293 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme: How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He Who bore in Heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head; How His first followers and servants sped; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land; How he, who lone in' Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand, And heard great Bab'lon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command. Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs...
Sivu 389 - Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face ; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! "OH! SNATCH'D AWAY.
Sivu 121 - gainst his glory fight, And time, that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Sivu 704 - Requiem Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Sivu 413 - 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.
Sivu 611 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon : Sleep, my little one, sleep, my...
Sivu 600 - Winding down to Camelot: There the river eddy whirls, And there the surly village-churls, And the red cloaks of market girls, Pass onward from Shalott. Sometimes a troop of damsels glad, An abbot on an ambling pad, Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad, Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad, Goes by to tower'd Camelot.; And sometimes thro' the mirror blue The knights come riding two and two : She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott. But in her web, she still delights To weave the mirror's magic...
Sivu 618 - She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, 'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps, 'She is late;' The larkspur listens, 'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers, 'I wait.