The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, Том 1Harper, 1858 |
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... never talk with Crugal , or find his lonely steps in the heath . I am light as the blast of Cromla ; and I move like the shadow of mist . Conal , son of Colga ! I see the dark cloud of death ; it hovers over the plains of Lena . Erin ...
... never talk with Crugal , or find his lonely steps in the heath . I am light as the blast of Cromla ; and I move like the shadow of mist . Conal , son of Colga ! I see the dark cloud of death ; it hovers over the plains of Lena . Erin ...
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... never heard before , ' and which are said to have been as follows : - ( Now we shall praise the guardian of heaven , the might of the Creator , and his council , the glory - father of men ! how he of all wonders , the eternal lord ...
... never heard before , ' and which are said to have been as follows : - ( Now we shall praise the guardian of heaven , the might of the Creator , and his council , the glory - father of men ! how he of all wonders , the eternal lord ...
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Abraham Mills. Here is a vast fire above and underneath ; never did I see a loathier landskip ; the flame abateth not , hot over hell . Me hath the clasping of these rings this hard polished band , impeded in my course , debarred me from ...
Abraham Mills. Here is a vast fire above and underneath ; never did I see a loathier landskip ; the flame abateth not , hot over hell . Me hath the clasping of these rings this hard polished band , impeded in my course , debarred me from ...
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... never occupied the English throne , it was the era of Wickliffe , emphatically the Father of the Reformation , and of Chaucer , the Father of English poetry . JOHN WICKLIFFE , certainly not the least brilliant of the great lights of ...
... never occupied the English throne , it was the era of Wickliffe , emphatically the Father of the Reformation , and of Chaucer , the Father of English poetry . JOHN WICKLIFFE , certainly not the least brilliant of the great lights of ...
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... never . When these maidens mette , Mercy and Truth , Either axed other of this great wonder , Of the din and of the darkness . With these imperfect models before him as his only native guides , arose the great Father of English poetry ...
... never . When these maidens mette , Mercy and Truth , Either axed other of this great wonder , Of the din and of the darkness . With these imperfect models before him as his only native guides , arose the great Father of English poetry ...
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Стр. 493 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth, or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amourist, or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of dame Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that eternal spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Стр. 310 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse : was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Стр. 490 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
Стр. 478 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the base of Heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Стр. 316 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Стр. 483 - Hurled headlong flaming from th' ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy th
Стр. 303 - To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time.
Стр. 477 - And, though the shady Gloom Had given Day her room, The Sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need : He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne or burning axletree could bear.
Стр. 310 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Стр. 478 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.