English Literature of Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's "Compendium of English Literature" and Supplementary to It. Designed for Colleges and Advanced ClassesBancroft, 1869 - Počet stran: 798 |
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... honor . able conduct , lay the foundation for that respect which in old age he would wish to enjoy . In the last place , let him consider a good conscience , peace with God , and the hope of heaven , as the most effectual consolations ...
... honor . able conduct , lay the foundation for that respect which in old age he would wish to enjoy . In the last place , let him consider a good conscience , peace with God , and the hope of heaven , as the most effectual consolations ...
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... Honors flowed in upon him from every quarter . He visited London , and was admitted to all its brilliant and distinguished circles ; and Goldsmith , Johnson , Garrick , and Reynolds were soon numbered among his friends . On a second ...
... Honors flowed in upon him from every quarter . He visited London , and was admitted to all its brilliant and distinguished circles ; and Goldsmith , Johnson , Garrick , and Reynolds were soon numbered among his friends . On a second ...
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... honor by the African Association , and by almost all the other scientific bodies and eminent literary characters of London . He made arrangements to publish his travels , and the next year went to Scot- land , where in August he married ...
... honor by the African Association , and by almost all the other scientific bodies and eminent literary characters of London . He made arrangements to publish his travels , and the next year went to Scot- land , where in August he married ...
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... honors on thy weary head , 1 " I know but one way of fortifying my sonl against all gloomy presages and terrors of mind , and that is , by securing to myself the friendship and protection of that Being who disposes of events , and ...
... honors on thy weary head , 1 " I know but one way of fortifying my sonl against all gloomy presages and terrors of mind , and that is , by securing to myself the friendship and protection of that Being who disposes of events , and ...
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... honor in 1750. Soon after this , while pur- suing his studies at the university , he received an invitation from Lord Halifax to become his private and confidential secretary . Accordingly , he proceeded to London , where he published ...
... honor in 1750. Soon after this , while pur- suing his studies at the university , he received an invitation from Lord Halifax to become his private and confidential secretary . Accordingly , he proceeded to London , where he published ...
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English Literature of the Nineteenth Century. A New Ed Charles Dexter Cleveland Úplné zobrazení - 1871 |
English Literature of the Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's ... Charles Dexter Cleveland Zobrazení fragmentů - 1867 |
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Strana 99 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Strana 143 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Strana 123 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death...
Strana 430 - THE world is too much with us: late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
Strana 541 - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerly still ; and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
Strana 127 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Strana 124 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Strana 82 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
Strana 220 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Strana 430 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.