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... prose writers of this era , chiefly , because they scarcely had an existence prior to the reign of Edward III . Sir John Mandeville , who wrote a marvellous account of his travels , is one of the first of these . The translations of the ...
... prose writers of this era , chiefly , because they scarcely had an existence prior to the reign of Edward III . Sir John Mandeville , who wrote a marvellous account of his travels , is one of the first of these . The translations of the ...
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... prose writers of this age form a very increasingly numer- ous body . Among these may be mentioned , William Caxton , the celebrated printer . After printing some works in Ghent , he established a printing office in Westminster , and in ...
... prose writers of this age form a very increasingly numer- ous body . Among these may be mentioned , William Caxton , the celebrated printer . After printing some works in Ghent , he established a printing office in Westminster , and in ...
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... prose writers of this period , we must , for want of space , omit all mention of many of these , though we would willingly have dwelt upon such names as Hooker , Bacon , Howell , Hobbes , Hall , Feltham , Selden , Jeremy Taylor , and ...
... prose writers of this period , we must , for want of space , omit all mention of many of these , though we would willingly have dwelt upon such names as Hooker , Bacon , Howell , Hobbes , Hall , Feltham , Selden , Jeremy Taylor , and ...
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... prose writers we find many of those already enumerated as poets , and to them we must add the names of Lady Rachael Russell , Thomas Fuller , Isaac Walton , Dr. Isaac Barrow , Archbishop Tillotson , Dr. Robert South , Richard Baxter ...
... prose writers we find many of those already enumerated as poets , and to them we must add the names of Lady Rachael Russell , Thomas Fuller , Isaac Walton , Dr. Isaac Barrow , Archbishop Tillotson , Dr. Robert South , Richard Baxter ...
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... prose style is now considered too artificial and pompous . Before entering upon the ninth and last period of English literature , ( which may be said to be , as yet , incomplete , inas- much , as it brings us down to the present day ...
... prose style is now considered too artificial and pompous . Before entering upon the ninth and last period of English literature , ( which may be said to be , as yet , incomplete , inas- much , as it brings us down to the present day ...
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Page 38 - God loves from whole to parts: but human soul Must rise from individual to the whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre moved, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race...
Page 46 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Page 32 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife.
Page 25 - Chance awaked, inexorable power, This frail and feverish being of an hour ; Doomed o'er the world's precarious scene to sweep, Swift as the tempest travels on the deep, To know Delight but by her parting smile, And toil, and wish, and weep a little while ; Then melt, ye elements, that formed in vain This troubled pulse, and visionary brain ! Fade, ye wild flowers, memorials of my doom, And sink, ye stars, that light me to the tomb.
Page 39 - Yes, Love indeed is light from heaven ; A spark of that immortal fire With angels shared, by Alia given, To lift from earth our low desire. Devotion wafts the mind above, But Heaven itself descends in love ; A feeling from the Godhead caught, To wean from self each sordid thought ; A Ray of Him who form'd the whole ; A Glory circling round the soul...
Page 44 - Friend of the brave ! in peril's darkest hour, Intrepid Virtue looks to thee for power; To thee the heart its trembling homage yields, On stormy floods, and carnage-cover'd fields, When front to front the banner'd hosts combine, Halt ere they close, and form the dreadful line. When all is still on Death's devoted soil, The march-worn soldier mingles for the toil! As rings his glittering tube, he lifts on high The dauntless brow, and spirit-speaking eye, Hails in his heart the triumph yet to come,...
Page 45 - Unfading HOPE! when life's last embers burn, When soul to soul, and dust to dust return ! Heaven to thy charge resigns the awful hour! Oh! then, thy kingdom comes! Immortal Power! What though each spark of earth-born rapture fly The quivering lip, pale cheek, and closing eye! Bright to the soul thy seraph hands convey The morning dream of life's eternal day— Then, then, the triumph and the trance begin, And all the phoenix spirit burns within!
Page 43 - Tis Nature pictured too severely true. With thee, sweet Hope, resides the heavenly light That pours remotest rapture on the sight; Thine is the charm of life's bewildered way, That calls each slumbering passion into play.
Page 23 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Page 45 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.