Outlines of English Literature: With ReadingsGinn, 1925 - 441 páginas |
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... night the joy was changed to mourning . Out on the lonely fens dwelt the jotun ( giant or monster ) Grendel , who heard the sound of men's mirth and quickly made an end of it . One night , as the thanes slept in the hall , he burst in ...
... night the joy was changed to mourning . Out on the lonely fens dwelt the jotun ( giant or monster ) Grendel , who heard the sound of men's mirth and quickly made an end of it . One night , as the thanes slept in the hall , he burst in ...
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... night comes the mother of Grendel , raging to avenge her son . Seizing the king's bravest companion she carries him away , and he is never seen again . Here is another adventure for Beowulf . To old Hrothgar , lamenting his lost earl ...
... night comes the mother of Grendel , raging to avenge her son . Seizing the king's bravest companion she carries him away , and he is never seen again . Here is another adventure for Beowulf . To old Hrothgar , lamenting his lost earl ...
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... night I pondered with myself . I was stained with my own deeds , bound fast in my sins , hard smitten with sorrows , walled in by miseries . " A wondrous vision of the cross , " brightest of beacons , " shone suddenly through his ...
... night I pondered with myself . I was stained with my own deeds , bound fast in my sins , hard smitten with sorrows , walled in by miseries . " A wondrous vision of the cross , " brightest of beacons , " shone suddenly through his ...
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... night , And so will be ; Wherfor , wold God as I love hir That she lovd me ! 1 In reading this beautiful old lullaby the e in " stylle " and " Aprylle " should be lightly sounded , like a in " China . " When she is mery , then I am glad ...
... night , And so will be ; Wherfor , wold God as I love hir That she lovd me ! 1 In reading this beautiful old lullaby the e in " stylle " and " Aprylle " should be lightly sounded , like a in " China . " When she is mery , then I am glad ...
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... night and day , That she may cast al care away , And leve in rest That evermo , where'er she be , I love hir best ; And I to hir for to be trew , And never chaunge her for noon new Unto myne ende ; And that I may in hir servise For evyr ...
... night and day , That she may cast al care away , And leve in rest That evermo , where'er she be , I love hir best ; And I to hir for to be trew , And never chaunge her for noon new Unto myne ende ; And that I may in hir servise For evyr ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Addison adventures appeared Arthur ballads beauty Ben Jonson Beowulf better Boffin Browning Burns Byron called Canterbury Tales Carlyle century characters Charles Lamb Chaucer Coleridge critics Cynewulf death Dickens drama dreams earth Elizabethan England English Literature English Poetry Essays Everyman's Library eyes Faery Queen famous father fiction French Revolution George Eliot gudesire hand heart heaven hero human humor interest Jane Austen Keats king literary lived London looked Lord matter Matthew Arnold Milton mind modern moral nature never night noble novelists novels play pleasure poems poet poor popular prose readers Redgauntlet reflected romance Ruskin satire Scott Shakespeare Shelley sing Sir Ector Sir Kay song sonnet soul spirit Standard English Classics story style sweet sword tale Tennyson Thackeray thee things thou thought verse Victorian Wegg words Wordsworth writing written wrote young
Pasajes populares
Página 126 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 169 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Página 278 - The Sea of Faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Página 250 - O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
Página 122 - Mortals, that would follow me, Love virtue; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Página 250 - Thou wilt not leave us in the -dust: Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die; And thou hast made him : thou art just. Thou seemest human and divine, The highest, holiest manhood, thou : Our wills are ours, we know not how; Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
Página 60 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of...
Página 171 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, — we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Página 253 - for Aix is in sight!" "How they'll greet us!" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Página 75 - Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As ever in my great Task-Master's eye.