Masters of English LiteratureA.C. McClurg & Company, 1914 - 446 Seiten |
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... woman for an angel of heaven . Pandarus is a middle - aged busybody who , unsuc- cessful in his own loves , undertakes to manage the loves of others . Criseyde is the artistic center of the story , and on the strange complexity of her ...
... woman for an angel of heaven . Pandarus is a middle - aged busybody who , unsuc- cessful in his own loves , undertakes to manage the loves of others . Criseyde is the artistic center of the story , and on the strange complexity of her ...
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... woman who passes from prosperity to adversity , who is always an exemplar of the finest Christian virtues . Of her Ten Brink writes : " The heroine here appears almost a personification of Christianity itself , such as it comes to ...
... woman who passes from prosperity to adversity , who is always an exemplar of the finest Christian virtues . Of her Ten Brink writes : " The heroine here appears almost a personification of Christianity itself , such as it comes to ...
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... woman , of sound body and innate refinement , or how else could she have been the mother of a Shakspere ? With his marriage to Mary Arden , John Shakspere's fortunes moved upward . During the next four years he became ale tester ...
... woman , of sound body and innate refinement , or how else could she have been the mother of a Shakspere ? With his marriage to Mary Arden , John Shakspere's fortunes moved upward . During the next four years he became ale tester ...
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... woman eight years older , if , according to the inscription upon her tomb , she was sixty - seven years old when she died in 1623. Anne lived in Shottery , a small hamlet within easy reach of Stratford . The old cottage was purchased by ...
... woman eight years older , if , according to the inscription upon her tomb , she was sixty - seven years old when she died in 1623. Anne lived in Shottery , a small hamlet within easy reach of Stratford . The old cottage was purchased by ...
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... of an elder for a younger man ; the remaining sonnets seem to be addressed to or written about a woman of ill - omen , the dark lady of the sonnets . " 66 Like everything else connected with Shakspere , the sonnets have Shakspere 45.
... of an elder for a younger man ; the remaining sonnets seem to be addressed to or written about a woman of ill - omen , the dark lady of the sonnets . " 66 Like everything else connected with Shakspere , the sonnets have Shakspere 45.
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Seite 63 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt...
Seite 44 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Seite 114 - 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, yev with jealous eyes.
Seite 45 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : O no ; it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Seite 420 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Seite 241 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress ; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.
Seite 175 - There was a sound of revelry by night. And Belgium's capital had gathered 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 looked love to eyes which spake again ; And all went merry as a marriage-bell, But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell.
Seite 176 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh ! night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong ; Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along From peak to peak the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud ! And this is in the night.
Seite 418 - OH, TO BE in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England - now...
Seite 154 - OF a' the airts the wind can blaw, I dearly like the west, For there the bonnie lassie lives, The lassie I lo'e best : There wild woods grow, and rivers row, And mony a hill between ; But day and night my fancy's flight Is ever wi