A History of English Literature (600-1900)Methuen & Company, 1902 - Всего страниц: 491 |
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... ENGLISH LITERATURE The Seventh to the Fifteenth Century I. THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE II . EARLY ENGLISH LITERATURE UP TO THE NORMAN CONQUEST • • III . MIDDLE ENGLISH LITERATURE FROM THE NORMAN CONQUEST TO CHAUCER IV . GEOFFREY CHAUCER V ...
... ENGLISH LITERATURE The Seventh to the Fifteenth Century I. THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE II . EARLY ENGLISH LITERATURE UP TO THE NORMAN CONQUEST • • III . MIDDLE ENGLISH LITERATURE FROM THE NORMAN CONQUEST TO CHAUCER IV . GEOFFREY CHAUCER V ...
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... English literature is England's most brilliant and most enduring possession ; it is also one of the richest treasures of human culture . It is no ... ENGLISH LITERATURE THE NINETEENTH CENTURY THE NATURE AND BEGINNING OF THE MODERN ENGLISH.
... English literature is England's most brilliant and most enduring possession ; it is also one of the richest treasures of human culture . It is no ... ENGLISH LITERATURE THE NINETEENTH CENTURY THE NATURE AND BEGINNING OF THE MODERN ENGLISH.
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... English literature any more than for that of any other literature , nation , or individual . To determine the full importance of a literature we must ascertain the strength of its poetic force . But what a vast number of other questions ...
... English literature any more than for that of any other literature , nation , or individual . To determine the full importance of a literature we must ascertain the strength of its poetic force . But what a vast number of other questions ...
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... English historian who has done more than any other writer to form the mind of the English people , that there is freedom in the breath of English air , in the very touch of English soil . Whatever ills may over- take England through ...
... English historian who has done more than any other writer to form the mind of the English people , that there is freedom in the breath of English air , in the very touch of English soil . Whatever ills may over- take England through ...
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... English literature without feeling something of the breath of freedom which it exhales . Let me give a striking instance : could any other literature have produced an historical drama , in which freedom was so developed as it was under ...
... English literature without feeling something of the breath of freedom which it exhales . Let me give a striking instance : could any other literature have produced an historical drama , in which freedom was so developed as it was under ...
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Стр. 258 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Стр. 455 - O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge men's search To vaster issues.
Стр. 424 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade!
Стр. 423 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be ; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales ; Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'da ghastly dew From the- nations...
Стр. 167 - Soul of the age, The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage ; My Shakespeare, rise ! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser ; or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room ; Thou art a monument without a tomb ; And art alive still, while thy book doth live, And we have wits to read and praise to give.
Стр. 214 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Стр. 395 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Стр. 224 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies ; How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries ? Sure, if that long-with-love-acquainted eyes Can judge of love, thou feel'st a lover's case ; I read it in thy looks ; thy languisht grace To me, that feel the like, thy state descries...
Стр. 162 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica : Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines' of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close...
Стр. 413 - Loop up her tresses Escaped from the comb, Her fair auburn tresses; Whilst wonderment guesses, Where was her home ? Who was her father? Who was her mother? Had she a sister? Had she a brother?