Literary Studies from the Great British AuthorsAmerican school book Company, 1880 - 440 עמודים |
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עמוד 24
... streams of purple bloud new die the verdant fields . " Curse on that Crosse , " quoth then the Sarazin , " That keepes thy body from the bitter fitt : Dead long ygoe , I wote , thou haddest bin , Had not that charme from thee forwarned ...
... streams of purple bloud new die the verdant fields . " Curse on that Crosse , " quoth then the Sarazin , " That keepes thy body from the bitter fitt : Dead long ygoe , I wote , thou haddest bin , Had not that charme from thee forwarned ...
עמוד 53
... streams with heavenly alchemy ; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face , And from the forlorn world his visage hide , Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : Even so my sun one early morn did ...
... streams with heavenly alchemy ; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face , And from the forlorn world his visage hide , Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : Even so my sun one early morn did ...
עמוד 70
... stream , thou son of Night , Pass by his troubled senses , sing his pain Like hollow murmuring wind or gentle rain . Into this prince , gently , oh , gently slide , And kiss him into slumbers like a bride ! 10 SONG TO PAN . All ye woods ...
... stream , thou son of Night , Pass by his troubled senses , sing his pain Like hollow murmuring wind or gentle rain . Into this prince , gently , oh , gently slide , And kiss him into slumbers like a bride ! 10 SONG TO PAN . All ye woods ...
עמוד 80
... stream . Ay me , I fondly dream ! Had ye been there for what could that have done ? What could the Muse herself , that Orpheus bore , The Muse herself , for her inchanting son , Whom universal nature did lament , When by the rout that ...
... stream . Ay me , I fondly dream ! Had ye been there for what could that have done ? What could the Muse herself , that Orpheus bore , The Muse herself , for her inchanting son , Whom universal nature did lament , When by the rout that ...
עמוד 82
... streams ; return , Sicilian Muse , And call the vales , and bid them hither cast Their bells , and flow'rets of a thousand hues . Ye valleys low , where the mild whispers use Of shades , and wanton winds , and gushing brooks , On whose ...
... streams ; return , Sicilian Muse , And call the vales , and bid them hither cast Their bells , and flow'rets of a thousand hues . Ye valleys low , where the mild whispers use Of shades , and wanton winds , and gushing brooks , On whose ...
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
arms auld lang syne Aurelian beauty blank verse blood breath bright Catiline charms cloud Courtepy cried dark dear death deep doth dream earth Eloisa to Abelard eternal eyes face fair father fear Fevre fire flowers glory grace grave Greece grief hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven helmet of Navarre honour hope horse Julius Cæsar king kiss light live look lord Lycidas mind mother Ida Muse nature never night numbers o'er Odenathus Paradise Lost passion Past tense peace Pickwick poet poor pride Queen rest Robert Montgomery rose round Samian wine Scene Shakespeare sigh sing sleep smile song Sonnet soul sound spirit stood stream sweet tears thee ther thine things thou art thought Twas uncle Toby verse voice weep wild wind Winkle words youth Zenobia
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 181 - Await alike the inevitable hour ; The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, ' If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
עמוד 372 - We have but faith: we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we trust it comes from thee, ' A beam in darkness: let it grow. Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell: That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before. But vaster.
עמוד 240 - mid work of his own hand he lies, Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses, With light upon him from his father's eyes!
עמוד 194 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven, As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm ; Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, • Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
עמוד 319 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
עמוד 161 - Is not a patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached the ground encumbers him with help? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
עמוד 242 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence : truths that wake To perish never ; Which neither listlessness nor mad endeavor Nor man nor boy Nor all that is at enmity with joy Can utterly abolish or destroy.
עמוד 235 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
עמוד 235 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight: A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
עמוד 242 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...