Studies in English and American Literature, from Chaucer to the Present Time: With Standard Selections from Representative Writers for Critical Study and Analysis : Designed for Use in High Schools, Academies, Seminaries, Normal Schools, and by Private Students

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Raub & Company, 1882 - 468 pagini

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Pagina 438 - God grant that, in my day at least, that curtain may not rise! God grant that on my vision never may be opened what lies behind I When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and
Pagina 318 - She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides 6 Into his darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware. When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight O;er thy spirit, and sad images
Pagina 174 - is a pleasure in the pathless woods; 10 There is a rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: 1 love not man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal
Pagina 192 - Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents 1 silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun 55 Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet
Pagina 164 - command. 16. Then, kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King The saint, the father, and the husband prays : Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing" That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, 140 No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise
Pagina 148 - begun. Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss: Ah, that maternal smile! it answers, Yes. I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew 80 A long, long sigh and wept a last adieu! But was it
Pagina 302 - The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then, from his mansion in the sun, She called her eagle bearer down, 10 And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land. n. Majestic monarch of the cloud, Who rear'st aloft thy regal form,
Pagina 183 - n. He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: 10 For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave
Pagina 42 - POr. Ay, for the state, not for Antonio. Shy. Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that: You take my house when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house; you take my life When you do take the means whereby I live.
Pagina 177 - Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers; they to me Were a delight; and, if the freshening sea Made them a terror, 'twas a pleasing fear; For I was, as it were, a child of thee, 70 And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy

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