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... stu- dent days at Cambridge , but now it is possible to fill in the blank with some interesting facts as to the poet's school - days . One writer minimised that blank by dismissing the question of his school - 7 IN OLD ENGLAND.
... stu- dent days at Cambridge , but now it is possible to fill in the blank with some interesting facts as to the poet's school - days . One writer minimised that blank by dismissing the question of his school - 7 IN OLD ENGLAND.
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... write and say the catechism in English or Latin ; the school hours , both summer and win- ter , were from 7 A.M. to 5 P.M. , with an interval between 11 and 1 o'clock ; three times each day the pupils , " kneeling on their knees ...
... write and say the catechism in English or Latin ; the school hours , both summer and win- ter , were from 7 A.M. to 5 P.M. , with an interval between 11 and 1 o'clock ; three times each day the pupils , " kneeling on their knees ...
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... write the name of Spenser among those scholars ! For Spenser was a deeply learned poet , and it is not idle to suppose that his passion for knowledge owed much to this severe mentor of his youthful days . How came Spenser to be sent to ...
... write the name of Spenser among those scholars ! For Spenser was a deeply learned poet , and it is not idle to suppose that his passion for knowledge owed much to this severe mentor of his youthful days . How came Spenser to be sent to ...
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... writer's death . To Ponsonby , then , belonged the honour of issuing the bulk of Spen- ser's work to the world , and he appears to have availed himself of his privilege with true publisher instinct . For when the " Faerie Queene ...
... writer's death . To Ponsonby , then , belonged the honour of issuing the bulk of Spen- ser's work to the world , and he appears to have availed himself of his privilege with true publisher instinct . For when the " Faerie Queene ...
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... poem itself , to base motives ; Spenser was but writing in har- mony with the manner of his day . It is true , as Dean Church remarked , that there is nothing in history which can be compared to the " gross , 36 LITERARY BY - PATHS.
... poem itself , to base motives ; Spenser was but writing in har- mony with the manner of his day . It is true , as Dean Church remarked , that there is nothing in history which can be compared to the " gross , 36 LITERARY BY - PATHS.
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Page 104 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Page 162 - His house was known to all the vagrant train. He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain ; The long-remembered beggar was his guest, Whose beard descending swept his aged breast.
Page 152 - Careless their merits, or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his" failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all.
Page 162 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Page 160 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...
Page 263 - Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
Page 112 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Page 36 - To the most mightie and magnificent Empresse Elizabeth, by the grace of God Queene of England, France, and Ireland, Defender of the Faith, etc.
Page 181 - This kind of life - the cheerless gloom of a hermit, with the unceasing moil of a galley-slave - brought me to my sixteenth year; a little before which period I first committed the sin of rhyme.
Page 190 - Ye banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, Your waters never drumlie ! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O