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... wrote . Each of these men was a part of his time and has made that time live again for us . 4. The main epochs and movements have been interpreted as expressions of persistent ideas which continue to affect our society to - day . Books ...
... wrote . Each of these men was a part of his time and has made that time live again for us . 4. The main epochs and movements have been interpreted as expressions of persistent ideas which continue to affect our society to - day . Books ...
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... wrote in Latin a history of the church . Since his day every historian of English literature has repeated his account of the cowherd in the monastery at Whitby , presided over by the Abbess Hilda . In the evenings when the inmates and ...
... wrote in Latin a history of the church . Since his day every historian of English literature has repeated his account of the cowherd in the monastery at Whitby , presided over by the Abbess Hilda . In the evenings when the inmates and ...
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... wrote Crist , an elaborate religious poem , by turns lyrical , devotional , dramatic , and allegorical ; The Fates of the Apostles ; Elene , the story of the finding of the true cross by Helena , the mother of the Emperor Constantine ...
... wrote Crist , an elaborate religious poem , by turns lyrical , devotional , dramatic , and allegorical ; The Fates of the Apostles ; Elene , the story of the finding of the true cross by Helena , the mother of the Emperor Constantine ...
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... wrote in Latin and the courtier in French rather than in the language of the people . For the history of thought , English is much less important than the other two languages for three centuries after the Conquest . THE ROMANCES The ...
... wrote in Latin and the courtier in French rather than in the language of the people . For the history of thought , English is much less important than the other two languages for three centuries after the Conquest . THE ROMANCES The ...
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... wrote at the court of Cham- pagne , and the only one of his poems translated into English belongs to the time of Chaucer . Indeed , it is in the fourteenth century , after the flourishing time of this form of literature is past in ...
... wrote at the court of Cham- pagne , and the only one of his poems translated into English belongs to the time of Chaucer . Indeed , it is in the fourteenth century , after the flourishing time of this form of literature is past in ...
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Page 260 - Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings?— Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
Page 199 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease; Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Page 160 - Ah ! who hath reft,' quoth he, ' my dearest pledge ? ' Last came, and last did go, The Pilot of the Galilean Lake ; Two massy keys he bore of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain). He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake : ' How well could I have spared for thee, young swain, Enow of such as for their bellies...
Page 359 - 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. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark ! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark ; For tho...
Page 228 - Is not a patron, my lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and, when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help? 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.
Page 153 - Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. " Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. " Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page 271 - Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early; Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. '"Tell me, thou bonny bird. When shall I marry me?' 'When six braw gentlemen Kirkward shall carry ye.' '"Who makes the bridal bed, Birdie, say truly?' — 'The grey-headed sexton, That delves the grave duly. "The glow-worm o'er grave and stone Shall light thee steady; The owl from the steeple sing, 'Welcome, proud lady.
Page 274 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Page 264 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; sometimes all little birds that are, how they seemed to fill the sea and air with their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, now like a lonely flute; and now it is an angel's song, that makes the heavens be mute.
Page 180 - Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.