Twelve Centuries of English Poetry and ProseAlphonso Gerald Newcomer, Alice Ebba Andrews Scott, Foresman, 1910 - 756 sivua |
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Sivu 17
... spirit ; he gave no rings to the Danes , as was custom ; joyless continued he , that disease or the sword shall deprive thee of and round the neck clasped him ; tears he shed , 1880 clearly divine how it might be . that his. 1720 so that ...
... spirit ; he gave no rings to the Danes , as was custom ; joyless continued he , that disease or the sword shall deprive thee of and round the neck clasped him ; tears he shed , 1880 clearly divine how it might be . that his. 1720 so that ...
Sivu 24
... spirit's fairness we should studiously bethink us ! 850 Now most like it is as if we on lake of ocean , O'er the water cold in our keels are sailing , With my shouting save from foes what is stolen And through spacious sea , with our ...
... spirit's fairness we should studiously bethink us ! 850 Now most like it is as if we on lake of ocean , O'er the water cold in our keels are sailing , With my shouting save from foes what is stolen And through spacious sea , with our ...
Sivu 33
... Spirit , Come , " with your eyes and your hands raised up toward heaven , bend- ing forward on your knees upon the bed , and thus say the whole hymn to the end , with the versicle , " Send forth Thy Holy Spirit , " and the prayer ...
... Spirit , Come , " with your eyes and your hands raised up toward heaven , bend- ing forward on your knees upon the bed , and thus say the whole hymn to the end , with the versicle , " Send forth Thy Holy Spirit , " and the prayer ...
Sivu 37
... spirit soared . My senses locked in slumber's spell , My soul , by grace of God outpoured , Went questing where his marvels dwell . I know not where that place may be , And that a forest fronted me I know ' twas by high cliffs immured ...
... spirit soared . My senses locked in slumber's spell , My soul , by grace of God outpoured , Went questing where his marvels dwell . I know not where that place may be , And that a forest fronted me I know ' twas by high cliffs immured ...
Sivu 41
... spirit of God comynge doun as a dowve , and comynge on him . And lo , a vois fro hevenes , seiynge , This is my loved sone , in whiche I have plesid to me . ( Punctuation and capitalization modernized . ) 1 honey - suckles ( Wyclif ...
... spirit of God comynge doun as a dowve , and comynge on him . And lo , a vois fro hevenes , seiynge , This is my loved sone , in whiche I have plesid to me . ( Punctuation and capitalization modernized . ) 1 honey - suckles ( Wyclif ...
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arms beauty Beowulf breath called clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth EVERYMAN eyes fair father Faustus fear fire flowers Geats glory gold grace Grendel hand hast hath head Healfdene hear heard heart heaven hell Heorot holy honour hour Hrothgar Hygelac king King Arthur knew lady Lady of Shalott land Leofric light live look Lord Mephistophilis mighty mind moon morning never night noble o'er Old Mortality once pain pass pleasure poem poet praise pray Ralph rest rose round Scyldings ship sing Sir Bedivere Sir Ector Sir Kay Sir Lucan sleep song soul sound spirit stars stood sweet sword tell thee thine things thou art thought unto voice waves whan wild wind wolde wonder words wyll
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Sivu 457 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering
Sivu 220 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Sivu 436 - Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends And youths and maidens gay!
Sivu 462 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low : And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Sivu 479 - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high,...
Sivu 416 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart...
Sivu 257 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels : for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night Circle his throne rejoicing ; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures...
Sivu 427 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou...
Sivu 430 - The Sun now rose upon the right Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day, for food or play, Came to the mariners...
Sivu 443 - River where ford there was none: But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.