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ENGLISH COMPOSITION EIGHT LECTURES GIVEN AT THE LOWELL INSTITUTE
Полный просмотр - 1891
English Composition: Eight Lectures Given at the Lowell Institute
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Agrippina beginning Ben Jonson better catch the eye cerning chapter chief chiefly clause clear commonplace composed composition of sentences consider course definite deliberate denotation and connotation distinct effect elements of style English English language example express fact figures Fisher Ames George Eliot give grammar graph Harvard College human Impropriety Jefferson Davis kinds of words language Latin less literature matter Maud Watson means mind modern Nero never notable number of words order of words palpable passage perhaps periodic periodic sentences phrase piece of style precisely pretty principle of Coherence principle of Mass principle of Unity principles of composition Publius Crassus purpose question reader relation remember Saxon Sejanus sense Shakspere short simple single Sir Thomas Browne Solecism speech subtile suggest tell tence thing thought and emotion tion trait usage whoever whole compositions wish to produce writing
Стр. 253 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Стр. 275 - If all the pens that ever poets held Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts, And every sweetness that inspired their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes ; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit ; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least,...
Стр. 285 - Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Стр. 54 - ETHEREAL minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky ! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound ? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground ? Thy nest, which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still...
Стр. 235 - That every man in want is knave or fool : " God cannot love" (says Blunt, with tearless eyes) " The wretch he starves" — and piously denies: But the good bishop, with a meeker air, Admits, and leaves them, Providence's care.
Стр. 59 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
Стр. 97 - Knowing that you was my old master's good friend, I could not forbear sending you the melancholy news of his death, which has afflicted the whole country, as well as his poor servants, who loved him, I may say, better than we did our lives. I am afraid he caught his death the last county-sessions, where he would go to see justice done to a poor widow woman, and her fatherless children, that had been wronged by a neighbouring gentleman ; for you know, sir, my good master was always the poor man's...
Стр. 53 - Then Apollyon, espying his opportunity, began to gather up close to Christian, and, wrestling with him, gave him a dreadful fall, and with that Christian's sword flew out of his hand. Then said Apollyon,
Стр. 53 - Apollyon, espying his opportunity, began to gather up close to Christian, and wrestling with him, gave him a dreadful fall ; and with that Christian's sword flew out of his hand. Then said Apollyon, I am sure of thee now ; and with that he had almost pressed him to death, so that Christian began to despair of life.