Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions of English Authors, from the Earliest to the Present Time, Connected by a Critical and Biographical History, Bind 1Robert Chambers Gould, Kendall and Lincoln, 1849 |
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... sound slumber . In the midst of his sleep , a stranger appeared to him , and , saluting him by his name , said , " Cædmon , sing me something . " Cæd- mon answered , " I know nothing to sing ; for my incapacity in this respect was the ...
... sound slumber . In the midst of his sleep , a stranger appeared to him , and , saluting him by his name , said , " Cædmon , sing me something . " Cæd- mon answered , " I know nothing to sing ; for my incapacity in this respect was the ...
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... sound . Ere his fellows were aware , he yeld him up there The towers of the city that in his ward were . Tho Beaumond therein was , his banner anon he let rear ; Tho the Saracens it i - see , they were some deal in fear , And held them ...
... sound . Ere his fellows were aware , he yeld him up there The towers of the city that in his ward were . Tho Beaumond therein was , his banner anon he let rear ; Tho the Saracens it i - see , they were some deal in fear , And held them ...
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... 9 Complete . 11 Natural right . 14 Steering , pilotage . 8 Doubtless . 7 Entire , whole , sound 10 Change 13 Guide . 18 Novelty , inconstancy . 15 Manage . 22 sequently Lyndsay , to denominate its author " the moral TIMES TO 1400 .
... 9 Complete . 11 Natural right . 14 Steering , pilotage . 8 Doubtless . 7 Entire , whole , sound 10 Change 13 Guide . 18 Novelty , inconstancy . 15 Manage . 22 sequently Lyndsay , to denominate its author " the moral TIMES TO 1400 .
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... sound went with the river as it ran , Out through the fresh and flourished lusty vale ; O Merle ! quoth she , O fool ! stint of thy tale , For in thy song good sentence is there none , For both is tint , the time and the travail Of ...
... sound went with the river as it ran , Out through the fresh and flourished lusty vale ; O Merle ! quoth she , O fool ! stint of thy tale , For in thy song good sentence is there none , For both is tint , the time and the travail Of ...
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... sound of plaint . Thus I alone , where all my freedom grew , In prison pine with bondage and restraint , And with remembrance of the greater grief To banish the less , I find my chief relief . 1 Hover ; loiter . 2 A lover tied the ...
... sound of plaint . Thus I alone , where all my freedom grew , In prison pine with bondage and restraint , And with remembrance of the greater grief To banish the less , I find my chief relief . 1 Hover ; loiter . 2 A lover tied the ...
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Side 185 - Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest, (For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men;) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Side 132 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Side 329 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Side 107 - Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it : for I love you so. That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Side 395 - ... teeth: and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book: who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye. Many a man lives a burden to the earth; but a good book is the precious lifeblood of a master-spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.
Side 331 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Side 333 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Side 243 - STUDIES serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability. Their chief use for delight, is in privateness and retiring; for ornament, is in discourse; and for ability, is in the judgment and disposition of business.
Side 187 - To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling...
Side 334 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...