Parts of Speech: Essays on EnglishC. Scribner's sons, 1901 - 350 páginas |
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... critic of literature and of language as Sainte - Beuve has declared that " orthography is like society : it will never be entirely reformed ; but we can at least make it less vicious . " In this sensible saying is the warrant for the ...
... critic of literature and of language as Sainte - Beuve has declared that " orthography is like society : it will never be entirely reformed ; but we can at least make it less vicious . " In this sensible saying is the warrant for the ...
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... critics ; and we have the proof of this at hand in the characteristic differences between the English language and the German . By the forms of its law a people expresses its po- litical beliefs ; and we have the evidence of this in the ...
... critics ; and we have the proof of this at hand in the characteristic differences between the English language and the German . By the forms of its law a people expresses its po- litical beliefs ; and we have the evidence of this in the ...
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... critics of his fellow - countrymen , maintained that the saving virtue of the British people of the middle of the nineteenth century was a stolidity closely akin to stupidity . But surely the Elizabethans were not stolid ; and the ...
... critics of his fellow - countrymen , maintained that the saving virtue of the British people of the middle of the nineteenth century was a stolidity closely akin to stupidity . But surely the Elizabethans were not stolid ; and the ...
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... critics , like Dean Alford , have often animadverted upon the deteri- oration of the language on this side of the Atlan- tic . American humorists , like Mark Twain , have calmly claimed that the tongue they used was not English , but ...
... critics , like Dean Alford , have often animadverted upon the deteri- oration of the language on this side of the Atlan- tic . American humorists , like Mark Twain , have calmly claimed that the tongue they used was not English , but ...
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... not unlike that of Æschylus , who was a native of Greece but a frequent resident in Sicily , and in whose vocabulary occasional Sicilianisms have been found by the keen - eyed German critics . 120 AMERICANISMS ONCE MORE.
... not unlike that of Æschylus , who was a native of Greece but a frequent resident in Sicily , and in whose vocabulary occasional Sicilianisms have been found by the keen - eyed German critics . 120 AMERICANISMS ONCE MORE.
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Página 259 - O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain!
Página 274 - THE skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Página 306 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Página 258 - WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Página 273 - I had gazed perhaps two minutes' space, Joanna, looking in my eyes, beheld That ravishment of mine, and laughed aloud. The Rock, like something starting from a sleep, Took up the lady's voice, and laughed again ; That ancient woman seated on Helm-crag Was ready with her cavern ; Hammar-scar, And the tall steep of Silver-how, sent forth A noise of laughter ; southern Loughrigg heard, And Fairfield answered with a mountain tone ; Helvellyn far into the clear blue sky Carried the lady's voice ; old...
Página 140 - His eye for a fine, telling phrase that will carry true is like that of a backwoodsman for a rifle ; and he will dredge you up a choice word from the mud of Cotton Mather himself.
Página 276 - Where the heart is, there the muses, there the gods sojourn, and not in any geography of fame. Massachusetts, Connecticut River and Boston Bay you think paltry places, and the ear loves names of foreign and classic topography. But here we are ; and, if we will tarry a little, we may come to learn that here is best. See to it only that thyself is here...
Página 259 - In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace — Radiant palace — reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion — It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair.
Página 135 - Thus we cram one syllable, and cut off the rest, as the owl fattened her mice after she had bit off their legs, to prevent them from running away...
Página 258 - Our hearts with loyal flames ; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts go free, Fishes that tipple in the deep Know no such liberty.