Development of English Literature and Language, Volumele 1-2S.C. Griggs, 1882 |
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Pagina 66
... poet is then a wandering minstrel - Gleeman , the Saxons called him . His training from early childhood was to store his memory with the poetic legends of his land ; and when later he wove into rude verse the story of his own day , it ...
... poet is then a wandering minstrel - Gleeman , the Saxons called him . His training from early childhood was to store his memory with the poetic legends of his land ; and when later he wove into rude verse the story of his own day , it ...
Pagina 100
... poet , the pencil of the artist , the visions of the monk , sustained the maddening terror with appalling vividness and minuteness . Through the vast of hell rolled a seething stream of sulphur , to feed and intensify the waves of fire ...
... poet , the pencil of the artist , the visions of the monk , sustained the maddening terror with appalling vividness and minuteness . Through the vast of hell rolled a seething stream of sulphur , to feed and intensify the waves of fire ...
Pagina 139
... poet . A marvel- lous incident — according to the taste and manner of the age- explains his literary history : Once , sitting with his companions over the ale - cup , while they sang in turn the praises of war or beauty , when the ...
... poet . A marvel- lous incident — according to the taste and manner of the age- explains his literary history : Once , sitting with his companions over the ale - cup , while they sang in turn the praises of war or beauty , when the ...
Pagina 142
... poet's vigor and sublimity . Tumult , murder , combat and death are needed to swell into flame the native instinct . When , later on , he describes the flight of the Israelites , the strong breast heaves , and he shouts , incapable of ...
... poet's vigor and sublimity . Tumult , murder , combat and death are needed to swell into flame the native instinct . When , later on , he describes the flight of the Israelites , the strong breast heaves , and he shouts , incapable of ...
Pagina 194
... poet - not a rhymer , but a ' maker , ' who has something new to say , and has found the art of saying it beautifully . Against the ruder , sadder lines of Langland , which paint with terrible fidelity the hunger , toil , and misery of ...
... poet - not a rhymer , but a ' maker , ' who has something new to say , and has found the art of saying it beautifully . Against the ruder , sadder lines of Langland , which paint with terrible fidelity the hunger , toil , and misery of ...
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Development of English Literature and Language, Volumele 1-2 Alfred Hix Welsh Vizualizare completă - 1888 |
Development of English Literature and Language, Volumele 1-2 Alfred Hix Welsh Vizualizare completă - 1899 |
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Pasaje populare
Pagina 460 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in hell : Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven.
Pagina 370 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Pagina 360 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Pagina 40 - Those are Grecian ghosts, that in battle were slain And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Pagina 444 - Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man. And therefore, if a man write little, he had need have a great memory; if he confer little, he had need have a present wit; and if he read little, he had need have much cunning, to seem to know that he doth not. Histories make men wise; poets witty; the mathematics subtle; natural philosophy deep; moral grave; logic and rhetoric able to contend.
Pagina 268 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Pagina 360 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Pagina 372 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Pagina 362 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Pagina 333 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.