Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British and American Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Volumes 5-6Robert Chambers American Book Exchange, 1880 |
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Pagina 24
... Beneath thy parent tree , mellowed the soil Designed thy cradle ; and a skipping deer , With pointed hoof dibbling the glebe , prepared The soft receptacle in which , secure , Thy rudiments should sleep the winter through . Who lived ...
... Beneath thy parent tree , mellowed the soil Designed thy cradle ; and a skipping deer , With pointed hoof dibbling the glebe , prepared The soft receptacle in which , secure , Thy rudiments should sleep the winter through . Who lived ...
Pagina 26
... Beneath his well - shod feet , The sporting beast began to trot , Which galled him in his seat . So , Fair and softly , ' John he cried , But John he cried in vain ; That trot became a gallop soon , In spite of curb and rein . Were ...
... Beneath his well - shod feet , The sporting beast began to trot , Which galled him in his seat . So , Fair and softly , ' John he cried , But John he cried in vain ; That trot became a gallop soon , In spite of curb and rein . Were ...
Pagina 27
... could nick the pin . drinking even unto it , whereas to go above or beneath it was a forfeiture . Hence probably the proverb , he is in a merry pin . ' · But , not performing what he meant , And COWPER . ] 27 ENGLISH LITERATURE .
... could nick the pin . drinking even unto it , whereas to go above or beneath it was a forfeiture . Hence probably the proverb , he is in a merry pin . ' · But , not performing what he meant , And COWPER . ] 27 ENGLISH LITERATURE .
Pagina 32
... beneath her folded vest , And clasped the treasure to her throbbing breast ; With soothing whispers hushed its feeble cry , Pressed the soft kiss , and breathed the secret sigh . With dauntless step she seeks the winding shore , Hears ...
... beneath her folded vest , And clasped the treasure to her throbbing breast ; With soothing whispers hushed its feeble cry , Pressed the soft kiss , and breathed the secret sigh . With dauntless step she seeks the winding shore , Hears ...
Pagina 45
... beneath the rose . " FIRST OF MAY . How pleasant , from that dome - crowned hill , To view the varied scene below , Woods , ships , and spires , and , lovelier still , The circling Thames ' majestic flow ! How sweet , as indolently laid ...
... beneath the rose . " FIRST OF MAY . How pleasant , from that dome - crowned hill , To view the varied scene below , Woods , ships , and spires , and , lovelier still , The circling Thames ' majestic flow ! How sweet , as indolently laid ...
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Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History ..., Volumes 5-6 Robert Chambers Volledige weergave - 1880 |
Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History ..., Volumes 5-6 Robert Chambers Volledige weergave - 1880 |
Chambers's Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A History ..., Volumes 5-6 Robert Chambers,Robert Carruthers Volledige weergave - 1879 |
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Pagina 140 - tis her privilege. Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy; for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues. Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
Pagina 324 - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerily still, and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
Pagina 158 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
Pagina 290 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seemed a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Pagina 137 - Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
Pagina 247 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, uncertain, coy, and hard to please, and variable as the shade by the light, quivering aspen made ; when pain and anguish wring the brow, a ministering angel thou...
Pagina 26 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, 'The wine is left behind!' 'Good lack,' quoth he — 'yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.
Pagina 138 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood.
Pagina 297 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Pagina 291 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.