England's AntiphonMacmillan, 1868 - 332 sider |
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... once possessed of this material , poetry is the first form religious utter- ance will assume . The earliest form of literature is the ballad , which is the germ of all subsequent forms of poetry , for it has in itself all their elements ...
... once possessed of this material , poetry is the first form religious utter- ance will assume . The earliest form of literature is the ballad , which is the germ of all subsequent forms of poetry , for it has in itself all their elements ...
Side 27
... once out of this place , To suffer death great and vengeance able , 1 I will never come before his face , Though I should die in a stable . Upon this follows The Raising of Lazarus ; next The Council of the Jews , to which the devil ...
... once out of this place , To suffer death great and vengeance able , 1 I will never come before his face , Though I should die in a stable . Upon this follows The Raising of Lazarus ; next The Council of the Jews , to which the devil ...
Side 33
... once . Where my bower was bigged to abide for ever ? When the glory of his Godhead glinted in thy face , Then wast thou feared of this fare in thy false heart ; Then thou hied into hell - hole to hide thee belive ; Thy falchion flew out ...
... once . Where my bower was bigged to abide for ever ? When the glory of his Godhead glinted in thy face , Then wast thou feared of this fare in thy false heart ; Then thou hied into hell - hole to hide thee belive ; Thy falchion flew out ...
Side 42
... once show what I mean . The second is superior , inasmuch as it carries one thought through the three stanzas . It is entitled A Balade made by Chaucer , teaching what is gentil- nesse , or whom is worthy to be called gentill . The ...
... once show what I mean . The second is superior , inasmuch as it carries one thought through the three stanzas . It is entitled A Balade made by Chaucer , teaching what is gentil- nesse , or whom is worthy to be called gentill . The ...
Side 55
... once more in the country , roused such men as Wyat and Surrey to polish the sound of their verses ; but smoothness , I repeat , is not melody , and where the attention paid to the outside of the form results in flatness , and , still ...
... once more in the country , roused such men as Wyat and Surrey to polish the sound of their verses ; but smoothness , I repeat , is not melody , and where the attention paid to the outside of the form results in flatness , and , still ...
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allegory angels Ben Jonson blessed blest bliss born breast called Canonical Hours Christ comfort crown dark dear death divine Donne dost doth doubt dwell earth EDMUND WALLER eternal eyes faith fancy Father fear feeling flowers George Herbert GEORGE SANDYS Giles Fletcher give glorious glory God's grace hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell Henry Vaughan heroic couplet holy hymn JEREMY TAYLOR Jesus JOHN BYROM king light live look Lord lyric mercy Milton mind Miracle Plays mystical nature never night nought peace poem poet poetic poetry praise prayer PSALM reader religious rhyme rise Robert Herrick shepherds shine sing sleep song sorrow soul sound spirit stanza star symbol thee thine things THOMAS PARNELL thou art thou hast thought thyself true truth unto utterance verse voice words worship write
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Side 207 - 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.
Side 72 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage ; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Side 122 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy...
Side 310 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, GOD!
Side 139 - Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
Side 248 - See, how the orient dew, Shed from the bosom of the morn, Into the blowing roses, (Yet careless of its mansion new, For the clear region where 'twas born,) Round in itself incloses And, in its little globe's extent, Frames, as it can, its native element. How it the purple flower does slight, Scarce touching where it lies ; But gazing back upon the skies, Shines with a mournful light, Like its own tear, Because so long divided from the sphere.
Side 310 - Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast — Thou too again, stupendous Mountain!
Side 205 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold; And speckled vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous sin will melt from earthly mould; And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Side 287 - Through this day's life or death. This day, be bread and peace my lot: All else beneath the sun, Thou know'st if best bestowed or not; And let Thy will be done.
Side 267 - He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride; He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.