The Cambridge History of English Literature: The nineteenth century. ISir Adolphus William Ward, Alfred Rayney Waller The University Press, 1915 - English literature |
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... Christian Church . Newman joins the Roman Catholic church . Pusey . Keble's Christian Year . Isaac Williams . Newman's Apologia pro vita sua . The Dream of Gerontius . His later works . Dean Church . Trench . Liddon . Neale . The ...
... Christian Church . Newman joins the Roman Catholic church . Pusey . Keble's Christian Year . Isaac Williams . Newman's Apologia pro vita sua . The Dream of Gerontius . His later works . Dean Church . Trench . Liddon . Neale . The ...
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... Christ . Yet , within a very few years , the Holy Alliance had become a byword among men , standing as it did for all that was tyrannical and reactionary ; the attitude of the progressive party in England towards the principles which ...
... Christ . Yet , within a very few years , the Holy Alliance had become a byword among men , standing as it did for all that was tyrannical and reactionary ; the attitude of the progressive party in England towards the principles which ...
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... Christian and Mussulman , of Greek and Turk . The spirit of medieval chivalry in which the wizard of the north delighted , is , in Byron , replaced by the fanaticism of the Moslem , and by that love of melodrama which we invariably ...
... Christian and Mussulman , of Greek and Turk . The spirit of medieval chivalry in which the wizard of the north delighted , is , in Byron , replaced by the fanaticism of the Moslem , and by that love of melodrama which we invariably ...
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... Christ . Though written at Rome , Prometheus does not bear any direct trace of its origin . Any other flowering glades than those that crowned the baths of Caracalla , and any other glowing Italian sky , would have provided a like ...
... Christ . Though written at Rome , Prometheus does not bear any direct trace of its origin . Any other flowering glades than those that crowned the baths of Caracalla , and any other glowing Italian sky , would have provided a like ...
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... Christ's hospital , having been presented to the foundation by one of the governors , a friend of Samuel Salt . His recollections of the seven years spent here are embodied in an essay printed in The Gentleman's Magazine for June 1813 ...
... Christ's hospital , having been presented to the foundation by one of the governors , a friend of Samuel Salt . His recollections of the seven years spent here are embodied in an essay printed in The Gentleman's Magazine for June 1813 ...
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Page 341 - The Missing Fragment of the Latin Translation of the Fourth Book of Ezra, discovered, and edited with an Introduction and Notes, and a facsimile of the MS., by ROBERT L.
Page 116 - My own dim life should teach me this, That life shall live for evermore, Else earth is darkness at the core, And dust and ashes all that is ; This round of green, this orb of flame, Fantastic beauty ; such as lurks In some wild Poet, when he works Without a conscience or an aim.
Page 237 - The work is rather too light, and bright, and sparkling; it wants shade; it wants to be stretched out here and there with a long Chapter of sense, if it could be had; if not, of solemn specious nonsense, about something unconnected with the Story; an Essay on Writing, a critique on Walter Scott, or the history of Buonaparte, or anything that would form a contrast, and bring the reader with increased delight to the playfulness and Epigrammatism of the general style.
Page 45 - The Giaour, the Bride of Abydos, the Corsair, Lara, the Siege of Corinth...
Page 105 - Having quitted the Borders, to seek new renown, Is coming, by long Quarto stages to Town : And beginning with ROKEBY (the job's sure to pay.) Means to do all the Gentlemen's Seats on the way. Now, the Scheme is (though none of our Hackneys can beat him) To start a fresh Poet through Highgate to meet him ; ' , Who, by means of quick proofs— no revises— long coaches — May do a few Villas, before Sc — TT approaches.
Page 29 - The disk of the sun became almost totally obscured ere he had altogether sunk below the horizon, and an early and lurid shade of darkness blotted the serene twilight of a summer evening.
Page 175 - I hate to see a load of bandboxes go along the street, and I hate to see a parcel of big words without anything in them.
Page 203 - When I heard of the death of Coleridge, it was without grief. It seemed to me that he long had been on the confines of the next world, — that he had a hunger for eternity. I grieved then that I could not grieve. But since, I feel how great a part he was of me. His great and dear spirit haunts me. I cannot think a thought, I cannot make a criticism on men or books, without an ineffectual turning and reference to him. He was the proof and touchstone of all my cogitations.
Page 2 - No funeral hearse crept more leisurely than did his landau up the Canongate or the Cowgate ; and not a queer tottering gable but recalled to him some long-buried memory of splendour or bloodshed, which, by a few words, he set before the hearer in the reality of life.