The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, Volume 1Harper & brothers, 1851 - English literature |
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... whole of Southern Britain ; the Celtic , the language of the Abo- rigines of the country , soon shrinking before it into Caledonia , Wales , Corn- wall , and other remote parts of the island . During the first five centuries after its ...
... whole of Southern Britain ; the Celtic , the language of the Abo- rigines of the country , soon shrinking before it into Caledonia , Wales , Corn- wall , and other remote parts of the island . During the first five centuries after its ...
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... whole . Ossian is , perhaps , the only poet who never relaxes , or lets him- self down into the light or amusing strain : he moves perpetually in the high region of the grand and the pathetic . One key - note is struck at the begin ...
... whole . Ossian is , perhaps , the only poet who never relaxes , or lets him- self down into the light or amusing strain : he moves perpetually in the high region of the grand and the pathetic . One key - note is struck at the begin ...
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... whole of the sacred history . We are told that he was continually occupied in repeating to himself what he heard , and , ' like a clean animal , ruminating it , he turned it into most sweet verse . ' Cędmon thus composed many poems on ...
... whole of the sacred history . We are told that he was continually occupied in repeating to himself what he heard , and , ' like a clean animal , ruminating it , he turned it into most sweet verse . ' Cędmon thus composed many poems on ...
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... whole life was that of a religious recluse ; and at his death , which occurred on the 26th of May , 735 , he was buried in his own monastery , but his remains were afterward re- moved to Durham , where they were allowed in uninterrupted ...
... whole life was that of a religious recluse ; and at his death , which occurred on the 26th of May , 735 , he was buried in his own monastery , but his remains were afterward re- moved to Durham , where they were allowed in uninterrupted ...
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... whole period it was graced by no names of distinction . We must here , however , advert to the historical productions usually called the Anglo - Saxon Chron- cle , which consists of a view of early English history , written it is ...
... whole period it was graced by no names of distinction . We must here , however , advert to the historical productions usually called the Anglo - Saxon Chron- cle , which consists of a view of early English history , written it is ...
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Page 314 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Page 310 - O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here ! Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 476 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 496 - Lets in new light through chinks that time has made : Stronger by weakness, wiser men become, As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view, That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Page 488 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
Page 476 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Page 308 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 486 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Page 475 - And, though the shady Gloom Had given Day her room, The Sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need : He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne or burning axletree could bear.
Page 308 - 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.