Outline History of English and American Literature: For Use in Colleges and SchoolsAmerican Book Company, 1900 - 552 pages |
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... father of English prose , " although Wycklif would seem to deserve the title much better , for it is even possible that the name Mandeville is fictitious . His book , however , was the source of the notions about Cathay , Farthest Ind ...
... father of English prose , " although Wycklif would seem to deserve the title much better , for it is even possible that the name Mandeville is fictitious . His book , however , was the source of the notions about Cathay , Farthest Ind ...
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... vulgar poesey . " Surrey and his father were imprisoned in the Tower by Henry VIII . on a charge of treason for having quartered the royal arms as their own on the ground of descent from Edward 90 ENGLISH AND AMERICAN LITERATURE.
... vulgar poesey . " Surrey and his father were imprisoned in the Tower by Henry VIII . on a charge of treason for having quartered the royal arms as their own on the ground of descent from Edward 90 ENGLISH AND AMERICAN LITERATURE.
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... father's death . Both Surrey and Wyatt wrote sonnets , and are credited as the introducers of this Italian fourteen - line poem which has become one of the standard forms for amatory and re- flective poetry . Wyatt adhered more closely ...
... father's death . Both Surrey and Wyatt wrote sonnets , and are credited as the introducers of this Italian fourteen - line poem which has become one of the standard forms for amatory and re- flective poetry . Wyatt adhered more closely ...
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... father , 1554-1586 . Sir Henry Sidney , was Lord President of Wales and Lord Deputy of Ireland , offices of great power and responsibility , and his mother was a daughter of the Duke of Northumberland and sister of Robert Dudley , the ...
... father , 1554-1586 . Sir Henry Sidney , was Lord President of Wales and Lord Deputy of Ireland , offices of great power and responsibility , and his mother was a daughter of the Duke of Northumberland and sister of Robert Dudley , the ...
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... father's sake , who loved you in his happiest estate . I sued for my life , but God knows it was for you and yours I desired it , for know it my dear wife your child is the child of a true man who in his own respect despiseth death and ...
... father's sake , who loved you in his happiest estate . I sued for my life , but God knows it was for you and yours I desired it , for know it my dear wife your child is the child of a true man who in his own respect despiseth death and ...
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Page 211 - CYRIAC, this three years' day, these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman.
Page 467 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Page 339 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
Page 168 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Page 156 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Page 179 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page 509 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer...
Page 339 - Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings.
Page 213 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, , Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Page 508 - Fifty-five! This morning the parson takes a drive. Now, small boys, get out of the way! Here comes the wonderful one-hoss shay, Drawn by a rat-tailed, ewe-necked bay. "Huddup!" said the parson. Off went they. The parson was working his Sunday's text, Had got to fifthly, and stopped perplexed At what the -Moses - was coming next. All at once the horse stood still, Close by the meet'n'-house on the hill First a shiver, and then a thrill, Then something decidedly like a spill.