Lectures on English Literature: From Chaucer to TennysonParry & McMillan, 1855 - 387 Seiten |
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... give to the world these fragmentary memorials of his studious life ; and for them I beg an indulgent and candid criticism . WILLIAM B. REED . PHILADELPHIA , February 1st , 1855 . Henry Reed . FOR many days our eyes have seaward ...
... give to the world these fragmentary memorials of his studious life ; and for them I beg an indulgent and candid criticism . WILLIAM B. REED . PHILADELPHIA , February 1st , 1855 . Henry Reed . FOR many days our eyes have seaward ...
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... gives way to tears . Beneath the waves o'er which great ships go flitting , He waits the day when Ocean yields her dead ; And loving sighs and bitter drops are shed By desolate ones around his hearthstone sitting ; And , while they ...
... gives way to tears . Beneath the waves o'er which great ships go flitting , He waits the day when Ocean yields her dead ; And loving sighs and bitter drops are shed By desolate ones around his hearthstone sitting ; And , while they ...
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... give , he felt some guidance that was strength to him . One can recall , in after how it years , that an interest was first awakened in some book — how sympathy with an author's mind was earliest stirred - how senti- ments of admiration ...
... give , he felt some guidance that was strength to him . One can recall , in after how it years , that an interest was first awakened in some book — how sympathy with an author's mind was earliest stirred - how senti- ments of admiration ...
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... give it its highest value - noticing , in the first place , some of the difficulties which present themselves to a mind willing , at least , if not zealous , for such culture . The first inquiry that presents itself is , " What books ...
... give it its highest value - noticing , in the first place , some of the difficulties which present themselves to a mind willing , at least , if not zealous , for such culture . The first inquiry that presents itself is , " What books ...
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... give it welcome . It is mournful to think that the multitudinous oracles should be dumb to us . Furthermore , there is this difficulty , that , in the multitude , mingled in the indiscriminate throng , are evil books ; or , if not evil ...
... give it welcome . It is mournful to think that the multitudinous oracles should be dumb to us . Furthermore , there is this difficulty , that , in the multitude , mingled in the indiscriminate throng , are evil books ; or , if not evil ...
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Seite 191 - 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.
Seite 46 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
Seite 163 - Be of good comfort, Master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Seite 227 - It was said of Socrates, that he brought Philosophy down from Heaven to inhabit among Men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of Closets and Libraries, Schools and Colleges, to dwell in Clubs and Assemblies, at Tea-tables, and in Coffee-houses.
Seite 217 - Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart: Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
Seite 36 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Seite 224 - And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound : Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Seite 239 - Toll for the brave! The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave, Whose courage well was tried, Had made the vessel heel, And laid her on her side. A land-breeze shook the shrouds, And she was overset; Down went the Royal George, With all her crew complete.
Seite 177 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Seite 287 - MANY a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, Never thus could voyage on Day and night, and night and day, Drifting on his dreary way, With the solid darkness black Closing round his vessel's track ; Whilst above the sunless sky, Big with clouds, hangs heavily...