English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to StevensonHenry Spackman Pancoast H. Holt and Company, 1915 - 816 páginas |
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... Lord Everlasting , Grant thee fields , green and fertile , Grant thee fields , fruitful and growing , Hosts of Spear - shafts , shining harvests , Harvest of Barley the broad , Harvest of Wheat the white , All the heaping harvests of ...
... Lord Everlasting , Grant thee fields , green and fertile , Grant thee fields , fruitful and growing , Hosts of Spear - shafts , shining harvests , Harvest of Barley the broad , Harvest of Wheat the white , All the heaping harvests of ...
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... Lord of the Jutes , when he looks on this treasure , May Hrethel's son , when he sees these gifts , Know that I found a noble giver , 1486 And joyed while I lived , in a generous lord . This ancient heirloom to Unferth give , To the far ...
... Lord of the Jutes , when he looks on this treasure , May Hrethel's son , when he sees these gifts , Know that I found a noble giver , 1486 And joyed while I lived , in a generous lord . This ancient heirloom to Unferth give , To the far ...
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... Lord of the Battle - Jutes braved the en- counter ; 1536 .The murderous hag by the hair he caught ; Down he dragged the dam of Grendel In his swelling rage , till she sprawled on the floor . Quick to repay in kind what she got , On her ...
... Lord of the Battle - Jutes braved the en- counter ; 1536 .The murderous hag by the hair he caught ; Down he dragged the dam of Grendel In his swelling rage , till she sprawled on the floor . Quick to repay in kind what she got , On her ...
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... lord . " Uprose with his shield the shining hero , Bold ' neath his helmet . He bore his harness In under the cliff ; alone he went , 2541 2545 Himself he trusted ; no task for faint - heart . Then saw by the wall the warrior brave ...
... lord . " Uprose with his shield the shining hero , Bold ' neath his helmet . He bore his harness In under the cliff ; alone he went , 2541 2545 Himself he trusted ; no task for faint - heart . Then saw by the wall the warrior brave ...
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... lord of the Scylfings Elfhere's kinsman . When his king he saw Hard by the heat under helmet oppressed , 2605 He remembered the gifts he had got of old , Lands and wealth of the Wægmunding line , The folk - rights all that his father's ...
... lord of the Scylfings Elfhere's kinsman . When his king he saw Hard by the heat under helmet oppressed , 2605 He remembered the gifts he had got of old , Lands and wealth of the Wægmunding line , The folk - rights all that his father's ...
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Apollyon Archimago arms Bargrave battle beauty behold Beowulf Binnorie breast breath called dead death delight doth dread earth England English eyes fair father fear fire flowers fortune give glory God's gold grace ground hand happy hath hear heart heaven honour King Arthur labour lady land learning leave light live look Lord Lucan the Butler Lycidas mind Muse nature never night noble o'er pain pass passions Pellinore pleasure poet praise pray prelates prince queen quoth rest rich Saladin sight sing Sir Bedivere Sir Ector Sir Kay Sir Lucan Sir Mordred slain sleep song sorrow soul spirit sweet sword Tamburlaine tears tell thee thine things thou art thought Timor Mortis conturbat unto virtue ween whereof wind wise words youth
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Página 421 - Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Página 475 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Página 464 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; '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...
Página 507 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined and unknown.
Página 300 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Página 421 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 482 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Página 158 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed, whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
Página 503 - No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark! - that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm! Arm! it is - it is - the cannon's opening roar!
Página 521 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights ; for when tired out with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.