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... period from another , and to showing the animating spirit of each age . It is more important to understand the rela- tion of the age of Pope to that of Wordsworth than to know these two writers merely as individuals . It is bet- ter for ...
... period from another , and to showing the animating spirit of each age . It is more important to understand the rela- tion of the age of Pope to that of Wordsworth than to know these two writers merely as individuals . It is bet- ter for ...
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... period of teaching English literature and of superintending the instruction of others in that branch , the author has repeatedly found that pupils who have not had consecutive instruction in the history of English litera- ture have the ...
... period of teaching English literature and of superintending the instruction of others in that branch , the author has repeatedly found that pupils who have not had consecutive instruction in the history of English litera- ture have the ...
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... periods and authors . A Supplementary List of Minor Authors and their Chief Works is given on pp . 485-491 for the purpose of aiding those who wish to read the best work of minor authors , as well as for the purpose of serving for ...
... periods and authors . A Supplementary List of Minor Authors and their Chief Works is given on pp . 485-491 for the purpose of aiding those who wish to read the best work of minor authors , as well as for the purpose of serving for ...
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... period when the ancestors of the English lived far away from the Brit- ish Isles , and were rightly looked upon as foreigners there . For nearly four hundred years prior to the coming of the English , Britain had been a Roman province ...
... period when the ancestors of the English lived far away from the Brit- ish Isles , and were rightly looked upon as foreigners there . For nearly four hundred years prior to the coming of the English , Britain had been a Roman province ...
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... period was between 650 and 825. Near the close of the eighth century , the Danes began their plundering expeditions into England . By 800 they had destroyed the great northern monasteries , like the one at Whitby , where Cadmon is said ...
... period was between 650 and 825. Near the close of the eighth century , the Danes began their plundering expeditions into England . By 800 they had destroyed the great northern monasteries , like the one at Whitby , where Cadmon is said ...
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Page 55 - Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low, — an excellent thing in woman.
Page 287 - 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.
Page 291 - From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never ; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.
Page 163 - Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Page 103 - 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.
Page 362 - Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Page 142 - O that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter!
Page 345 - How good is man's life, the mere living! how fit to employ All the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy!
Page 145 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Page 284 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.