The Ridpath Library of Universal Literature: A Biographical and Bibliographical Summary of the World's Most Eminent Authors, Including the Choicest Extracts and Masterpieces from Their Writings, Volume 17Avil Printing Company, 1903 |
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Pagina 9
... lost their way at night in the neighboring forest . This incident furnished the theme for the masque . The human characters were represented by the Lady Alice and her two brothers . The supra - human charac- ters were the Attendant ...
... lost their way at night in the neighboring forest . This incident furnished the theme for the masque . The human characters were represented by the Lady Alice and her two brothers . The supra - human charac- ters were the Attendant ...
Pagina 10
... every bleak , unkindly fog To touch the prosperous growth of this tall wood ? Lady . - Nay , gentle shepherd , ill is lost that praise That is addressed to unattending ears . Not any boast of skill , but extreme shift How ΙΟ JOHN MILTON.
... every bleak , unkindly fog To touch the prosperous growth of this tall wood ? Lady . - Nay , gentle shepherd , ill is lost that praise That is addressed to unattending ears . Not any boast of skill , but extreme shift How ΙΟ JOHN MILTON.
Pagina 13
... lost his hold , And I must haste , ere morning's hour , To wait in Amphitrite's bower . The Nymph vanishes , amidst a burst of music . Thyrsis conducts the lady and her brothers to their father's castle , where great rejoicings are ...
... lost his hold , And I must haste , ere morning's hour , To wait in Amphitrite's bower . The Nymph vanishes , amidst a burst of music . Thyrsis conducts the lady and her brothers to their father's castle , where great rejoicings are ...
Pagina 24
... Lost . ON HIS BLINDNESS . When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days , in this dark world and wide , And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless , though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker ...
... Lost . ON HIS BLINDNESS . When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days , in this dark world and wide , And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless , though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker ...
Pagina 26
... Lost , Book VII . The composition of Paradise Lost was begun as early as 1658 , but the work at first proceeded slowly , and was not finished until seven years later . It was written down piecemeal from his dictation by one person and ...
... Lost , Book VII . The composition of Paradise Lost was begun as early as 1658 , but the work at first proceeded slowly , and was not finished until seven years later . It was written down piecemeal from his dictation by one person and ...
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The Ridpath Library of Universal Literature: A Biographical and ... John Clark Ridpath Volledige weergave - 1906 |
The Ridpath Library of Universal Literature: A Biographical and ... John Clark Ridpath Volledige weergave - 1899 |
The Ridpath Library of Universal Literature: A Biographical and ..., Volume 17 John Clark Ridpath Volledige weergave - 1906 |
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Pagina 22 - ... the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them. I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous Dragon's teeth; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men.
Pagina 128 - In the wars of the European powers, in matters relating to themselves, we have never taken any part, nor does it comport with our policy so to do.
Pagina 184 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me: The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Pagina 24 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?
Pagina 16 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest.
Pagina 16 - Alas! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Pagina 22 - For books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.
Pagina 183 - This world is all a fleeting show For man's illusion given ; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, — There's nothing true but Heaven...
Pagina 22 - ... seasoned life of man preserved and stored up in books ; since we see a kind of homicide may be thus committed, sometimes a martyrdom, and, if it extend to the whole impression, a kind of massacre, whereof the execution ends not in the slaying of an elemental life, but strikes at that ethereal and fifth essence, the breath of reason itself, slays an immortality rather than a life.
Pagina 172 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads...