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... master , he says not to his servants , go to field , but let us go ; and with his own eye doth both fatten his flock , and set forward all manner of husbandry . He is taught by nature to be contented with a little ; his own fold yields ...
... master , he says not to his servants , go to field , but let us go ; and with his own eye doth both fatten his flock , and set forward all manner of husbandry . He is taught by nature to be contented with a little ; his own fold yields ...
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... master to an open and infamous death ; to banish that numerous and strongly allied family ; to do all this under the name and wages of a parliament ; to trample upon them , too , as he pleased , and spurn them out of doors when he grew ...
... master to an open and infamous death ; to banish that numerous and strongly allied family ; to do all this under the name and wages of a parliament ; to trample upon them , too , as he pleased , and spurn them out of doors when he grew ...
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... a place and mansion in heaven ; where there is only peace in that perfection that all other blessings are comprehended in it , and a part of it . 193. - AUTUMN . SPENSER , the great master of CLARENDON . ] 31 ON PEACE .
... a place and mansion in heaven ; where there is only peace in that perfection that all other blessings are comprehended in it , and a part of it . 193. - AUTUMN . SPENSER , the great master of CLARENDON . ] 31 ON PEACE .
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Half hours Charles Knight. 193. - AUTUMN . SPENSER , the great master of personification , thus paints the genius of the season : — Then came the Autumn all in yellow clad , As though he joyed in his plenteous store , Laden with fruits ...
Half hours Charles Knight. 193. - AUTUMN . SPENSER , the great master of personification , thus paints the genius of the season : — Then came the Autumn all in yellow clad , As though he joyed in his plenteous store , Laden with fruits ...
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... master of harmony , has one of his finest lyrics for Autumn : — The warm sun is failing , the bleak wind is wailing , The bare boughs are sighing , the pale flowers are dying , And the year On the earth her death - bed , in a shroud of ...
... master of harmony , has one of his finest lyrics for Autumn : — The warm sun is failing , the bleak wind is wailing , The bare boughs are sighing , the pale flowers are dying , And the year On the earth her death - bed , in a shroud of ...
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Стр. 55 - And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold : And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald. And through the drifts the snowy clifts Did send a dismal sheen : Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around : It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound...
Стр. 58 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Стр. 59 - Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Стр. 55 - And now the STORM-BLAST came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Стр. 30 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Стр. 176 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
Стр. 82 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind...
Стр. 58 - O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.
Стр. 212 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
Стр. 235 - ... and seldom sincerely to give a true account of their gift of reason, to the benefit and use of men: as if there were sought in knowledge a couch, whereupon to rest a searching and restless spirit; or a terrace, for a wandering and variable mind to walk up and down with a fair prospect; or a tower of state, for a proud mind to raise itself upon; or a fort or commanding ground, for strife and contention; or a shop, for profit or sale; and not a rich storehouse, for the glory of the Creator and...