English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 |
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... hills of autumn : when broken and dark it settles high , and lifts its head to heaven ! " Hail , " said Cuthullin , " sons of the narrow vales ! hail , hunters of the deer ! Another sport is drawing near : It is like the dark rolling of ...
... hills of autumn : when broken and dark it settles high , and lifts its head to heaven ! " Hail , " said Cuthullin , " sons of the narrow vales ! hail , hunters of the deer ! Another sport is drawing near : It is like the dark rolling of ...
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... hills , whether smooth or stony , un- cultivated or covered with ripe corn , had the same pensive softness . Near the corn tracts were large farm - houses , with many corn - stacks ; the stacks and the house and out - houses together ...
... hills , whether smooth or stony , un- cultivated or covered with ripe corn , had the same pensive softness . Near the corn tracts were large farm - houses , with many corn - stacks ; the stacks and the house and out - houses together ...
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... hills and fields among , They heard her singing her last song , The Lady of Shalott . Heard a carol , mournful , holy , Chanted loudly , chanted lowly , Till her blood was frozen slowly , And her eyes were darkened wholly , Turned to ...
... hills and fields among , They heard her singing her last song , The Lady of Shalott . Heard a carol , mournful , holy , Chanted loudly , chanted lowly , Till her blood was frozen slowly , And her eyes were darkened wholly , Turned to ...
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The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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