Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Volume 2Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers W. & R. Chambers, 1876 - American literature |
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... Lady of the Lake ...... 120 Extract from Christabel .. Songs from Quentin Durward and The Pirate .. ....... 120 The Rime of the Ancient Mariner . From the Ode to the Departing Year . Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni ... Love .. From Frost ...
... Lady of the Lake ...... 120 Extract from Christabel .. Songs from Quentin Durward and The Pirate .. ....... 120 The Rime of the Ancient Mariner . From the Ode to the Departing Year . Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni ... Love .. From Frost ...
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... LADY MORGAN ( 1783-1859 ) . . .278 The Irish Hedge Schoolmaster .279 Scene from The Poor Gentleman ... .222 The ... Lady's Chamber in the Thirteenth Century . SIR WALTER SCOTT ( 1771-1832 ) ... .282 LEWIS , GODWIN , SOTHEBY , Coleridge ...
... LADY MORGAN ( 1783-1859 ) . . .278 The Irish Hedge Schoolmaster .279 Scene from The Poor Gentleman ... .222 The ... Lady's Chamber in the Thirteenth Century . SIR WALTER SCOTT ( 1771-1832 ) ... .282 LEWIS , GODWIN , SOTHEBY , Coleridge ...
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... LADY FULLERTON - MISS KAVANAGH - MRS GASKELL ( 1811-1865 ) .... .537 Picture of Green Heys Fields , Manchester . 538 Yorkshiremen of the West Riding ......... . 539 WILLIAM WILKIE COLLINS ( born in 1824 ) . -539 CAPT . MAYNE REID ( born ...
... LADY FULLERTON - MISS KAVANAGH - MRS GASKELL ( 1811-1865 ) .... .537 Picture of Green Heys Fields , Manchester . 538 Yorkshiremen of the West Riding ......... . 539 WILLIAM WILKIE COLLINS ( born in 1824 ) . -539 CAPT . MAYNE REID ( born ...
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... Lady Hesketh , a woman of refined and fascinating manners , had visited him ; he had also formed a friendly intimacy with the family of the Throckmortons , to whom Weston belonged , and his circumstances were compar- atively easy . His ...
... Lady Hesketh , a woman of refined and fascinating manners , had visited him ; he had also formed a friendly intimacy with the family of the Throckmortons , to whom Weston belonged , and his circumstances were compar- atively easy . His ...
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... lady of Lichfield , Miss Mary Howard , by whom he had five children , two of whom died in infancy . The lady herself died in sylphs , nymphs , and salamanders , was adopted by the poet , as ' affording a proper machinery for a botanic ...
... lady of Lichfield , Miss Mary Howard , by whom he had five children , two of whom died in infancy . The lady herself died in sylphs , nymphs , and salamanders , was adopted by the poet , as ' affording a proper machinery for a botanic ...
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Page 64 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Page 65 - Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Page 140 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: — Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Page 134 - Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Page 126 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain...
Page 139 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Page 142 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Page 142 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 142 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him ! But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring, And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Page 155 - Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so," Replied the angel. — Abou spoke more low, But cheerily still; and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.