Lectures on English Literature: From Chaucer to TennysonParry & McMillan, 1855 - Всего страниц: 387 |
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... considered a high academical distinction , that his disappointment was most keen and depressing . His secluded mode of life , exempt from the world's rough com- petitions ; his modest wishes ; his consciousness of services rendered and ...
... considered a high academical distinction , that his disappointment was most keen and depressing . His secluded mode of life , exempt from the world's rough com- petitions ; his modest wishes ; his consciousness of services rendered and ...
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... considered simply as an organ of expression and har- mony , may be made ; but to readers who confine them- selves to prose , the metrical form becomes repulsive instead of attractive . It has been well observed by a living writer , who ...
... considered simply as an organ of expression and har- mony , may be made ; but to readers who confine them- selves to prose , the metrical form becomes repulsive instead of attractive . It has been well observed by a living writer , who ...
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... lecture for that evening ; -the subject of which will be " The Study of the English Language , considered as a source of enjoyment from its powers in prose and verse . " LECTURE III . The English Language . * Medium of 84 LECTURE SECOND .
... lecture for that evening ; -the subject of which will be " The Study of the English Language , considered as a source of enjoyment from its powers in prose and verse . " LECTURE III . The English Language . * Medium of 84 LECTURE SECOND .
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... considered simply as an organ of expression , it may prove a little too much like parsing our pleasure . The happy , healthful - breathing asks for no analysis of the air ; the mountain - spring is quaffed without thought of what ...
... considered simply as an organ of expression , it may prove a little too much like parsing our pleasure . The happy , healthful - breathing asks for no analysis of the air ; the mountain - spring is quaffed without thought of what ...
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... considered condemnation of our native tongue . In dramatic verse , more particularly , our English combinations of consonants are in- valuable , not only for the purpose of reflecting grace and softness by contrast , or accelerating the ...
... considered condemnation of our native tongue . In dramatic verse , more particularly , our English combinations of consonants are in- valuable , not only for the purpose of reflecting grace and softness by contrast , or accelerating the ...
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Стр. 191 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Стр. 46 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
Стр. 163 - Be of good comfort, Master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Стр. 227 - It was said of Socrates, that he brought Philosophy down from Heaven to inhabit among Men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of Closets and Libraries, Schools and Colleges, to dwell in Clubs and Assemblies, at Tea-tables, and in Coffee-houses.
Стр. 217 - Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
Стр. 36 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Стр. 224 - And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound : Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Стр. 239 - Toll for the brave! The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave, Whose courage well was tried, Had made the vessel heel, And laid her on her side. A land-breeze shook the shrouds, And she was overset; Down went the Royal George, With all her crew complete.
Стр. 177 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Стр. 287 - MANY a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, Never thus could voyage on Day and night, and night and day, Drifting on his dreary way, With the solid darkness black Closing round his vessel's track ; Whilst above the sunless sky, Big with clouds, hangs heavily...