A history of English literature, in a series of biographical sketches |
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... juices of the plant itself . As skin after skin peeled away , the more delicate tissues , of which the finest paper was made , were found wrapping the heart of the stem . Pressing 12 ANCIENT BOOK - ROOMS . and drying completed the.
... juices of the plant itself . As skin after skin peeled away , the more delicate tissues , of which the finest paper was made , were found wrapping the heart of the stem . Pressing 12 ANCIENT BOOK - ROOMS . and drying completed the.
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... heart of Wycliffe , who directed his sturdy eloquence against them . In his treatise called Objections to Friars , he maintained that the Gospel in its freedom , without error of man , is the sole rule of religion . And thus he struck ...
... heart of Wycliffe , who directed his sturdy eloquence against them . In his treatise called Objections to Friars , he maintained that the Gospel in its freedom , without error of man , is the sole rule of religion . And thus he struck ...
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... heart to the work of a country parson ; and never does the great Dr. Wycliffe , first scholar of his day and keenest logician of the Oxford halls , seem so truly great as when we trace his footsteps among the hovels of Lutterworth . A ...
... heart to the work of a country parson ; and never does the great Dr. Wycliffe , first scholar of his day and keenest logician of the Oxford halls , seem so truly great as when we trace his footsteps among the hovels of Lutterworth . A ...
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... We may compare him , as an opponent of error , not to a gallant master of fence , glistening in well - cut taffeta , who with keen glittering rapier lunges home to the heart , 52 SPECIMEN OF WYCLIFFE'S PROSE . while he never loses.
... We may compare him , as an opponent of error , not to a gallant master of fence , glistening in well - cut taffeta , who with keen glittering rapier lunges home to the heart , 52 SPECIMEN OF WYCLIFFE'S PROSE . while he never loses.
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... heart unsoured by care ; and even in old age , when his locks hung in silver threads beneath his buttoned bonnet , a joyous spirit shone in his wrinkled face . A small , fair , round - trimmed beard fringed those lips , whose red ...
... heart unsoured by care ; and even in old age , when his locks hung in silver threads beneath his buttoned bonnet , a joyous spirit shone in his wrinkled face . A small , fair , round - trimmed beard fringed those lips , whose red ...
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Стр. 312 - 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. 385 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Стр. 311 - His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth : — there let him lay.
Стр. 374 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, ' And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...
Стр. 377 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Стр. 121 - Fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love : On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight : O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees : O'er ladies...
Стр. 169 - 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. 284 - Having carried on my work thus far with so little obligation to any favourer of learning, I shall not be disappointed, though I should conclude it, if less be possible, with less ; for I have been long wakened from that dream of hope, in which I once boasted myself with so much exultation, My lord, Your lordship's most humble, Most obedient servant, SAM. JOHNSON.
Стр. 169 - 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 — Heaven rung With jubilee, and loud hosannas filled The eternal regions.
Стр. 169 - 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...