English Prose and Poetry (1137-1892).John Matthews Manly Ginn and Company, 1916 - 792 sider |
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... heaven 5 8 9 nuns 13 body roam And some pranked them in pride , ap- pareled them accordingly , In quaint guise of clothing came they dis- figured . To prayers and to penance put themselves many , 25 All for love of our Lord lived they ...
... heaven 5 8 9 nuns 13 body roam And some pranked them in pride , ap- pareled them accordingly , In quaint guise of clothing came they dis- figured . To prayers and to penance put themselves many , 25 All for love of our Lord lived they ...
Side 49
... ; 751 Than the fleur de lys thou art more fair , In gracious bearing the angels ' mate . Tell me what troth in heaven there Is pledged to the pearl immaculate ? " 21 23 on PEARL LXIV " My maskelez Lambe that al may bete PEARL 49.
... ; 751 Than the fleur de lys thou art more fair , In gracious bearing the angels ' mate . Tell me what troth in heaven there Is pledged to the pearl immaculate ? " 21 23 on PEARL LXIV " My maskelez Lambe that al may bete PEARL 49.
Side 104
... heaven , receive my soule ! " who received the flame as it were imbracing of it . After that he had stroaked his face with his hands , and as it were bathed them a little in the fire , he soone died ( as it appeared ) with verie little ...
... heaven , receive my soule ! " who received the flame as it were imbracing of it . After that he had stroaked his face with his hands , and as it were bathed them a little in the fire , he soone died ( as it appeared ) with verie little ...
Side 117
... heaven would heap with bliss ; Make feast therefore now all this live - long day ; This day for ever to me holy is . Pour out the wine without restraint or stay , Pour not by cups , but by the bellyful , Pour out to all that will , 251 ...
... heaven would heap with bliss ; Make feast therefore now all this live - long day ; This day for ever to me holy is . Pour out the wine without restraint or stay , Pour not by cups , but by the bellyful , Pour out to all that will , 251 ...
Side 120
... heavens bright ; They two , forth pacing to the river's side , Received those two fair brides , their love's ... heaven , that no man may it see With sinful eyes , for fear it to deflore , 1 Is perfect Beauty , which all men ...
... heavens bright ; They two , forth pacing to the river's side , Received those two fair brides , their love's ... heaven , that no man may it see With sinful eyes , for fear it to deflore , 1 Is perfect Beauty , which all men ...
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Side 210 - I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon's teeth ; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were in the eye.
Side 450 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, •To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll!
Side 551 - ... rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his...
Side 473 - That light whose smile kindles the universe, That beauty in which all things work and move, That benediction which the eclipsing curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which, through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst, now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
Side 652 - Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more, day by day, You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget...
Side 552 - And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows ! Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture...
Side 431 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake...
Side 449 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye Whose agonies are evils of a day ! — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
Side 151 - Doth any man doubt, that if there were taken out of men's minds vain opinions, flattering hopes, false valuations, imaginations as one would, and the like, but it would leave the minds of a number of men poor shrunken things, full of melancholy and indisposition, and unpleasing to themselves?
Side 179 - Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, Who made the eyes but I ? Truth, Lord, but I have marred them : let my shame Go where it doth deserve.