A Text-book on English Literature: With Copious Extracts from the Leading Authors, English and American : with Full Instructions as to the Method in which These are to be Studied : Adapted for Use in Colleges, High Schools and AcademiesClark & Maynard, 1882 - Počet stran: 446 |
Vyhledávání v knize
Výsledky 1-5 z 53
Strana 32
... round Bæda ere he died . But towards the end of his life , this northern literature began to decay , and after 866 it was , we may say , blotted out by the Danes . The long battle with these invaders was lost in Northumbria , but it was ...
... round Bæda ere he died . But towards the end of his life , this northern literature began to decay , and after 866 it was , we may say , blotted out by the Danes . The long battle with these invaders was lost in Northumbria , but it was ...
Strana 33
... round it . He really lived for the good of his people . He is the first instance , in the history of Christen- dom , of the Christian King , of a ruler who put aside every personal aim or ambition to devote himself to the welfare of ...
... round it . He really lived for the good of his people . He is the first instance , in the history of Christen- dom , of the Christian King , of a ruler who put aside every personal aim or ambition to devote himself to the welfare of ...
Strana 42
... round on the world , the victory did not seem real , and the stern dreamer passed out of triumph into the dark sorrow in which he lived . He dreams again in Do Best , and sees , as Christ leaves the earth , the reign of Antichrist ...
... round on the world , the victory did not seem real , and the stern dreamer passed out of triumph into the dark sorrow in which he lived . He dreams again in Do Best , and sees , as Christ leaves the earth , the reign of Antichrist ...
Strana 43
... Round Table down to Cadwallo , a Welsh king who died in 689. The Latin translation he made of this he called a history . The real historians were angry at the fiction , and declared that throughout the whole of it he had lied saucily ...
... Round Table down to Cadwallo , a Welsh king who died in 689. The Latin translation he made of this he called a history . The real historians were angry at the fiction , and declared that throughout the whole of it he had lied saucily ...
Strana 47
... round the legendary Robin Hood , and the kind of poetic literature which sung of the outlaw and the forest , and after- wards so fully of the wild border life , gradually took form . About 1280 a beautiful little idyll , called The Owl ...
... round the legendary Robin Hood , and the kind of poetic literature which sung of the outlaw and the forest , and after- wards so fully of the wild border life , gradually took form . About 1280 a beautiful little idyll , called The Owl ...
Další vydání - Zobrazit všechny
Běžně se vyskytující výrazy a sousloví
ballads beauty began Ben Jonson Cædmon called Canterbury Tales century characters Chaucer Church criticism death delight doth drama Edward II element Elizabethan England English poetry Essays eyes Faerie Queen feeling French genius GEORGE GASCOIGNE Greek hand hath heart heaven Henry Henry VIII human humor imitated influence John Julius Cæsar king language Latin learning LESSON light lish literary lived Lollards look Lord Milton mind moral nature never Paradise Lost passion Persè plays pleasure poem poetic poets political Pope Puritan Quar reign religion religious Roman satire scenery Scotland Scottish Sejanus Shakespeare sith sleep songs sonnets soul Spenser spirit story style sweet thee things thou thought took translation truth unto verse Ward's Anthology whole William William Minto words Wordsworth writing written wrote
Oblíbené pasáže
Strana 381 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays...
Strana 369 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Strana 376 - ... flowers From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under. And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Strana 359 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Strana 184 - 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.
Strana 381 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Strana 215 - Peace to all such! But were there One whose fires True Genius kindles and fair Fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caus'd himself to rise; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer...
Strana 185 - And sullen Moloch, fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue ; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue ; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis, and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste...
Strana 199 - Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain. Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark, the horrid sound Has raised up his head! As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around.
Strana 263 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er ! Such fate to suffering worth is...