Poet's walk, an introduction to English poetry, chosen by M. MorrisMowbray Walter Morris 1882 |
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... turn to attract the class of tastes I aim at . Let me again quote Mr. Arnold's words - Schoolboys ' wits - nor , perhaps , need the charge be confined to schoolboys — are so soon tired , and their powers of attention exhausted . In ...
... turn to attract the class of tastes I aim at . Let me again quote Mr. Arnold's words - Schoolboys ' wits - nor , perhaps , need the charge be confined to schoolboys — are so soon tired , and their powers of attention exhausted . In ...
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... turn for further pleasure- and pleasure in the things that are beautiful and good is the highest and surest profit - if for such he shall be moved , I say , to turn to the great fountain - heads from which these streams are drawn , I ...
... turn for further pleasure- and pleasure in the things that are beautiful and good is the highest and surest profit - if for such he shall be moved , I say , to turn to the great fountain - heads from which these streams are drawn , I ...
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... turn him for a moment from the more stirring society of Scott or Marryatt , Mayne Reid or Ainsworth , to the sober little volume I now offer him ; and if some kindlier and deeper feeling may keep it for awhile in his hands , may bring ...
... turn him for a moment from the more stirring society of Scott or Marryatt , Mayne Reid or Ainsworth , to the sober little volume I now offer him ; and if some kindlier and deeper feeling may keep it for awhile in his hands , may bring ...
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... turning , Bareheaded , lower than his proud steed's neck , Bespake them thus : ' I thank you , countrymen : ' And thus still doing , thus he passed along . As in a theatre , the eyes of men , After a well - graced actor leaves the stage ...
... turning , Bareheaded , lower than his proud steed's neck , Bespake them thus : ' I thank you , countrymen : ' And thus still doing , thus he passed along . As in a theatre , the eyes of men , After a well - graced actor leaves the stage ...
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... turn and wind a fiery Pegasus And witch the world with noble horsemanship . W. Shakespeare . TRUTH . ( Henry the Fourth . ) HOTSPUR - 28 POET'S WALK . Prince Henry E Spenser W Shakespeare Drayton W Shakespeare W Shakespeare J Milton ...
... turn and wind a fiery Pegasus And witch the world with noble horsemanship . W. Shakespeare . TRUTH . ( Henry the Fourth . ) HOTSPUR - 28 POET'S WALK . Prince Henry E Spenser W Shakespeare Drayton W Shakespeare W Shakespeare J Milton ...
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Стр. 158 - Th' applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Стр. 175 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: — Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Стр. 156 - Hare that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those nigged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Стр. 76 - A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw...
Стр. 217 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Стр. 110 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place...
Стр. 41 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Стр. 192 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's...
Стр. 198 - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the...
Стр. 310 - Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brush-wood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England — now! And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows ! Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's...