Famous Authors and the Best Literature of England and America ...: Together with Choice Selections from Their Writings ...William Wilfred Birdsall, Rufus Matthew Jones |
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... mind of Chaucer and Shakespeare and Milton , and to see by what steps our language rescued itself from choas and took on regularity and systematic form ; here are gathered gems from every great poet who has sung in our language ; here ...
... mind of Chaucer and Shakespeare and Milton , and to see by what steps our language rescued itself from choas and took on regularity and systematic form ; here are gathered gems from every great poet who has sung in our language ; here ...
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... mind that many words derived from the French were , in his time , given their French pronunciation , and that final e and ed are almost always separate syllables . 粉** WILLIAM CAXTON , JOHN WYCLIF , WILLIAM TYNDALE 36 PIONEERS OF ...
... mind that many words derived from the French were , in his time , given their French pronunciation , and that final e and ed are almost always separate syllables . 粉** WILLIAM CAXTON , JOHN WYCLIF , WILLIAM TYNDALE 36 PIONEERS OF ...
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... mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune , Or to take arms against a sea of troubles , And by opposing end them ? To die , -to sleep , - No more ; and , by a sleep , to say we end The heart - ache , and the thousand ...
... mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune , Or to take arms against a sea of troubles , And by opposing end them ? To die , -to sleep , - No more ; and , by a sleep , to say we end The heart - ache , and the thousand ...
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... mind was calm and bright to the last , and he died without a struggle on Sunday , the 8th of November , 1674 . Milton has left to us a description of himself as he had been in early man- hood and as he was later . He says : My stature ...
... mind was calm and bright to the last , and he died without a struggle on Sunday , the 8th of November , 1674 . Milton has left to us a description of himself as he had been in early man- hood and as he was later . He says : My stature ...
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... mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes ; all mist from thence Purge and disperse , that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight . " From betwixt two aged oaks Where Corydon and Thyrsis met . " - L ...
... mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes ; all mist from thence Purge and disperse , that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight . " From betwixt two aged oaks Where Corydon and Thyrsis met . " - L ...
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Page 81 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed can never be supplied.
Page 97 - 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 A shadow of man's ravage, save his own.
Page 78 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 114 - Hence in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore...
Page 55 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Page 53 - And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Page 54 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels trumpet-tongued against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Page 97 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed— in breeze, or gale, or storm — Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible...
Page 303 - But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered — not a feather then he fluttered — Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before. On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.
Page 51 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.