The Outline of Literature, المجلد 2John Drinkwater G. P. Putnam's Sons, 1923 - 1136 من الصفحات |
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... death - Ben -The great scholar - The blot on philosophy - Robert Herrick - A Lovelace Other contemporary Anatomy of Melancholy - Sir Thomas r . PAGE 297 • 351 BY JOHN DRINKWATER -The spell of Milton - How to read 379 ALTON 395 eat ...
... death - Ben -The great scholar - The blot on philosophy - Robert Herrick - A Lovelace Other contemporary Anatomy of Melancholy - Sir Thomas r . PAGE 297 • 351 BY JOHN DRINKWATER -The spell of Milton - How to read 379 ALTON 395 eat ...
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... death - Tobias Smollett - Roderick Random - Humphry Clinker - Mrs . Rad- cliffe and Miss Edgeworth - Anne Radcliffe - Maria Edgeworth -Jane Austen - The perfect realist - Her life - The theme of her novels . XIX . THE EIGHTEENTH ...
... death - Tobias Smollett - Roderick Random - Humphry Clinker - Mrs . Rad- cliffe and Miss Edgeworth - Anne Radcliffe - Maria Edgeworth -Jane Austen - The perfect realist - Her life - The theme of her novels . XIX . THE EIGHTEENTH ...
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... DEATH 407 From the etching by William Strang . By permission of The Fine Arts Society , Ltd. THE WIFE OF BUNYAN INTERCEDING FOR HIS RELEASE FROM PRISON After G. Duvall . Photo : Rischgitz Collection . 407 " CHRISTIAN " AND " HOPEFUL ...
... DEATH 407 From the etching by William Strang . By permission of The Fine Arts Society , Ltd. THE WIFE OF BUNYAN INTERCEDING FOR HIS RELEASE FROM PRISON After G. Duvall . Photo : Rischgitz Collection . 407 " CHRISTIAN " AND " HOPEFUL ...
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... DEATH OF CHATTERTON , " BY H. WALLIS 511 Tate Gallery , London . Photo : W. A. Mansell & Co. THOMAS GRAY , THE AUTHOR OF THE " ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD , " BY J. G. ECCARDT 514 National Portrait Gallery , London . Photo ...
... DEATH OF CHATTERTON , " BY H. WALLIS 511 Tate Gallery , London . Photo : W. A. Mansell & Co. THOMAS GRAY , THE AUTHOR OF THE " ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD , " BY J. G. ECCARDT 514 National Portrait Gallery , London . Photo ...
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... DEATH'S DOOR : FROM BLAIR'S " GRAVE ” 627 " THE ANCIENT MARINER " 627 Reproduced by permission of Messrs . Gay & Hancock , Ltd. , from their edition of " The Rime of the Ancient Mariner . " CHRISTABEL AND GERALDINE • 680 From the ...
... DEATH'S DOOR : FROM BLAIR'S " GRAVE ” 627 " THE ANCIENT MARINER " 627 Reproduced by permission of Messrs . Gay & Hancock , Ltd. , from their edition of " The Rime of the Ancient Mariner . " CHRISTABEL AND GERALDINE • 680 From the ...
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الصفحة 386 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt. Dispraise or blame, nothing but well and fair. And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
الصفحة 356 - 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. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee, As giving it a hope that there It could not wither'd be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me ; Since when it grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee.
الصفحة 368 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
الصفحة 618 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, Are fresh and strong.
الصفحة 349 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
الصفحة 382 - OF MAN'S first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, Heavenly Muse...
الصفحة 630 - What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? When the stars threw down their spears And watered heaven with their tears, Did He smile His work to see? Did He who made the lamb make thee?
الصفحة 474 - And he gave it for his opinion, that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass to grow upon a spot of ground where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than the whole race of politicians put together.
الصفحة 351 - If all the pens that ever poets held Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts, And every sweetness that inspired their hearts, Their minds and muses on admired themes; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein as in a mirror we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit; If these had made one poem's period...
الصفحة 385 - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.