The Principles of English Composition: Illustrated by Examples with Critical RemarksCochrane and Pickersgill, 1831 - Всего страниц: 351 |
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... may be dependent on other circumstances than the will of the speaker , as in the following sentences : " I could sing a good song , if I had not such a bad cold . " " I could tell you a long story , but OF AUXILIARY VERBS . 19.
... may be dependent on other circumstances than the will of the speaker , as in the following sentences : " I could sing a good song , if I had not such a bad cold . " " I could tell you a long story , but OF AUXILIARY VERBS . 19.
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... song ; in what hall of the clouds is your rest ? Do you touch the shadowy harp , robed with morning mist , where the rustling sun comes from his green - headed waves ? " IRONY . - SARCASM . Irony ( Greek eironeia , 144 FIGURES OF THOUGHT .
... song ; in what hall of the clouds is your rest ? Do you touch the shadowy harp , robed with morning mist , where the rustling sun comes from his green - headed waves ? " IRONY . - SARCASM . Irony ( Greek eironeia , 144 FIGURES OF THOUGHT .
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... song , To pierce the heart with thrilling lay , Listen to mine Anne Hathaway ! She hath a way to sing so clear , Phoebus might wond'ring stop to hear , To melt the sad , make blithe the gay , And Nature charm , Anne hath a way ; She ...
... song , To pierce the heart with thrilling lay , Listen to mine Anne Hathaway ! She hath a way to sing so clear , Phoebus might wond'ring stop to hear , To melt the sad , make blithe the gay , And Nature charm , Anne hath a way ; She ...
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... song is the music of the Spheres . He forgets that the bowers of Para- dise have been reared by mortals ; and that they do not contain a single shrub , or flower , which has not been transplanted from the Earth . ANTITHESIS . An ...
... song is the music of the Spheres . He forgets that the bowers of Para- dise have been reared by mortals ; and that they do not contain a single shrub , or flower , which has not been transplanted from the Earth . ANTITHESIS . An ...
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... song were then invariably combined ; and the words are still synonymous , in the language of the poet . Apollo was the God of Verse ; but he was never seen without his lyre . In these latter times , however , Poetry has become an Art ...
... song were then invariably combined ; and the words are still synonymous , in the language of the poet . Apollo was the God of Verse ; but he was never seen without his lyre . In these latter times , however , Poetry has become an Art ...
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accent action adjective Alliteration Amphibrach ancient Anne Hathaway Antonomasia arrangement auxiliary Auxiliary Verbs Ballad beautiful Ben Jonson buried Cæsura called Catachresis clauses composition compound consequence consonance couplet Dactyls death denotes double Rhyme Elegies English Epic example expression feet figure flowers French future Grammar Greek heart heaven hence Hudibras Iambics imagination imitated John buried kind language Latin latter lines literally Lyric Mary means melody metaphors Metonymy Milton mind modern Mood nature noun o'er object passionately past tense Pastoral periphrasis person Peter loves Peter loves Mary phrases poem poet poetical Poetry preceding present Prosopopoeia quatrain reader Saxon scarcely seldom Shakspeare sing song speak speaker species Spondees stanza Subjunctive Subjunctive Mood substantive sung syllables tale tence tender termed terminations thee thing thou thought tion tive to-morrow tongue translation Trochee verb verse versification words writer written
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Стр. 153 - ... unfinished. A quibble is the golden apple for which he will always turn aside from his career or stoop from his elevation. A quibble, poor and barren as it is, gave him such delight that he was content to purchase it by the sacrifice of reason, propriety, and truth. A quibble was to him the fatal Cleopatra for which he lost the world, and was content to lose it.
Стр. 81 - Bagdad, in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and passing from one thought to another, 'Surely,' said I, 'man is but a shadow, and life a dream.
Стр. 4 - I may surely be contented without the praise of perfection, which, if I could obtain, in this gloom of solitude, what would it avail me? I have protracted my work till most of those whom I wished to please have sunk into the grave, and success and miscarriage are empty sounds: I therefore dismiss it with frigid tranquillity, having little to fear or hope from censure or from praise.
Стр. 94 - And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...
Стр. 140 - Even now, methinks, as pondering here I stand, I see the rural Virtues leave the land. Down where yon anchoring vessel spreads the sail That idly waiting flaps with every gale, 400 Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore, and darken all the strand. Contented Toil, and hospitable Care, And kind connubial Tenderness, are there ; And Piety with wishes placed above, And steady Loyalty, and faithful Love.
Стр. 259 - And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed, Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry. Then shook the hills, with thunder riven ; Then rush'd the steed, to battle driven ; And, louder than the bolts of Heaven, Far flash'd the red artillery.
Стр. 307 - Paradise Lost is one of the books which the reader admires and lays down, and forgets to take up again. None ever wished it longer than it is. Its perusal is a duty rather than a pleasure. We read Milton for instruction, retire harassed and overburdened, and look elsewhere for recreation; we desert our master and seek for companions.
Стр. 256 - AT the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye ; And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there And tell me our love is remember'd.
Стр. 59 - But by the grace of God I am what I am : and his grace which was bestowed upon me was not in vain ; but I laboured more abundantly than they all : yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me. 11 Therefore whether it were I or they, so we preach, and so ye believed.
Стр. 209 - Is now the labour of my thoughts ; 'tis likeliest They had engaged their wandering steps too far ; And envious darkness, ere they could return, Had stole them from me : else, O thievish night, Why shouldst thou, but for some felonious end, In thy dark lantern thus close up the stars. That nature hung in heaven, and fill'd their lamps With everlasting oil, to give due light To the misled and lonely traveller?