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... fortunes , and we enter upon the study of his third and best period , the English , to which all his noblest works belong . A few only of these can be mentioned here ; the dainty apologue of " The Flower and the Leaf , " the longer poem ...
... fortunes , and we enter upon the study of his third and best period , the English , to which all his noblest works belong . A few only of these can be mentioned here ; the dainty apologue of " The Flower and the Leaf , " the longer poem ...
Page 36
... Fortune again smiled and he ended his days in comfort . He died at Westminster ( now part of London ) , in a house near the abbey and not far from the place which Caxton made memorable by his printing - press . One of Chaucer's ...
... Fortune again smiled and he ended his days in comfort . He died at Westminster ( now part of London ) , in a house near the abbey and not far from the place which Caxton made memorable by his printing - press . One of Chaucer's ...
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... to its modern successors , is the curious collection of letters from and to the Paston family , which by great good fortune have been preserved while most of the correspondence of that 40 HISTORY OF ENGLISH LITERATURE .
... to its modern successors , is the curious collection of letters from and to the Paston family , which by great good fortune have been preserved while most of the correspondence of that 40 HISTORY OF ENGLISH LITERATURE .
Page 77
... fortune at court . " Nothing came of it - nothing except the often - quoted stanza of fine vitu- peration directed against patronage , which in these days is represented by " office - seeking " : Full little knowest thou , that hast not ...
... fortune at court . " Nothing came of it - nothing except the often - quoted stanza of fine vitu- peration directed against patronage , which in these days is represented by " office - seeking " : Full little knowest thou , that hast not ...
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... fortune . His home was burned in the great fire of London ( 1666 ) , and soon after- ward his wife and he died on the same day . And so ended the Elizabethan dramatists . CHAPTER XV . WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . HERE has probably never been ...
... fortune . His home was burned in the great fire of London ( 1666 ) , and soon after- ward his wife and he died on the same day . And so ended the Elizabethan dramatists . CHAPTER XV . WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . HERE has probably never been ...
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Page 364 - But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep, Turns again home.
Page 207 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it. I hope it is no very cynical asperity not to confess obligations where no benefit has been received, or to be unwilling that the public should consider me as owing that to a patron which Providence has enabled me to do for myself.
Page 68 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Page 252 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Page 275 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch — stitch — stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, — Would that its tone could reach the Rich ! She sang this " Song of the Shirt !
Page 311 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate : 'To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Page 251 - Than those of age, thy forehead wrapped in clouds, A leafless branch thy sceptre, and thy throne A sliding car, indebted to no wheels, But urged by storms along its slippery way, 1 love thee, all unlovely as thou seem'st, And dreaded as thou art!
Page 169 - All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee; All Chance, Direction, which thou canst not see; All Discord, Harmony not understood; All partial Evil, universal Good : And, in spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Page 43 - The turtle to her mate hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Page 112 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.