A History of English Literature in a Series of Biographical SketchesT. Nelson & Sons, 1893 - Всего страниц: 550 |
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... acted as keeper of the fine library col- lected in the Cathedral of York . While returning from a visit to Rome , he became acquainted at Parma with the Emperor Charle- magne , who invited him to France . Going thither in 782 , he ...
... acted as keeper of the fine library col- lected in the Cathedral of York . While returning from a visit to Rome , he became acquainted at Parma with the Emperor Charle- magne , who invited him to France . Going thither in 782 , he ...
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... acted as keeper of the fine library col- lected in the Cathedral of York . While returning from a visit to Rome , he became acquainted at Parma with the Emperor Charle- magne , who invited him to France . Going thither in 782 , he ...
... acted as keeper of the fine library col- lected in the Cathedral of York . While returning from a visit to Rome , he became acquainted at Parma with the Emperor Charle- magne , who invited him to France . Going thither in 782 , he ...
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... acted as travelling agent or factor for the Company of London Mercers . While he was thus employed , the great invention of printing began to attract the notice of the world . Laurence Coster , in the woods of Haarlem , had shaped his ...
... acted as travelling agent or factor for the Company of London Mercers . While he was thus employed , the great invention of printing began to attract the notice of the world . Laurence Coster , in the woods of Haarlem , had shaped his ...
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... acted in 1535 at Cupar - Fife and Edinburgh . His Squire Meldrum , last of the metrical romances , is lively but licentious . The Monarchie , opening with the . Creation and closing with the Day of Judgment , is valuable for its ...
... acted in 1535 at Cupar - Fife and Edinburgh . His Squire Meldrum , last of the metrical romances , is lively but licentious . The Monarchie , opening with the . Creation and closing with the Day of Judgment , is valuable for its ...
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... acted in churches and convents , either by the clergy themselves or under their immediate direction , was the earliest form of the English drama . The only knowledge of Bible history possessed by the rude and ignorant masses of the ...
... acted in churches and convents , either by the clergy themselves or under their immediate direction , was the earliest form of the English drama . The only knowledge of Bible history possessed by the rude and ignorant masses of the ...
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Стр. 296 - 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. 96 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing: It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes.
Стр. 332 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge!
Стр. 143 - The other Shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, 670 Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart : what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Стр. 145 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and, in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell : Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven...
Стр. 290 - I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded ; and the glory of Europe is extinguished forever.
Стр. 295 - Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they? Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
Стр. 97 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Стр. 262 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...
Стр. 145 - No sooner had the Almighty ceased, but all The multitude of angels, with a shout Loud as from numbers without number, sweet As from blest voices, uttering joy...