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... never been produced . A narrative in verse , called the Albanic Duan , is thought to have been composed in the eleventh century . LATIN AUTHORS AMONG THE CELTS . 17 In Wales , Celtic Writers ....................................
... never been produced . A narrative in verse , called the Albanic Duan , is thought to have been composed in the eleventh century . LATIN AUTHORS AMONG THE CELTS . 17 In Wales , Celtic Writers ....................................
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... never do ; and when he saw his turn coming , he used to slip out of the room , blushing for his want of skill and eager to hide his shame . One night , having left the hall , he lay down to sleep in the stable ; and as he slept , he ...
... never do ; and when he saw his turn coming , he used to slip out of the room , blushing for his want of skill and eager to hide his shame . One night , having left the hall , he lay down to sleep in the stable ; and as he slept , he ...
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... never happier than when he was chatting and laughing unreservedly with men of thought . After a short visit to England ( 790-792 ) in the character of Imperial Envoy , Alcuin seems to have settled permanently in France . There his ...
... never happier than when he was chatting and laughing unreservedly with men of thought . After a short visit to England ( 790-792 ) in the character of Imperial Envoy , Alcuin seems to have settled permanently in France . There his ...
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... never have any literature worth speaking of . Some romances and chronicles , echoes of the lays sung by their Norman masters , were all that remained to show that the Saxon tongue was living . Yet living it was , with a wealth of life ...
... never have any literature worth speaking of . Some romances and chronicles , echoes of the lays sung by their Norman masters , were all that remained to show that the Saxon tongue was living . Yet living it was , with a wealth of life ...
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... never does the great Dr. Wycliffe , first scholar of his day and keenest logician of the Oxford halls , seem so truly great as when we trace his footsteps among the hovels of Lutterworth . A sorry place it would have seemed to a ...
... never does the great Dr. Wycliffe , first scholar of his day and keenest logician of the Oxford halls , seem so truly great as when we trace his footsteps among the hovels of Lutterworth . A sorry place it would have seemed to a ...
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Page 312 - twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane— as I do here.
Page 385 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Page 311 - His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth : — there let him lay.
Page 374 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, ' And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...
Page 377 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Page 121 - Fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love : On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight : O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees : O'er ladies...
Page 169 - The other Shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, 670 Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart : what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Page 284 - Having carried on my work thus far with so little obligation to any favourer of learning, I shall not be disappointed, though I should conclude it, if less be possible, with less ; for I have been long wakened from that dream of hope, in which I once boasted myself with so much exultation, My lord, Your lordship's most humble, Most obedient servant, SAM. JOHNSON.
Page 169 - No sooner had the Almighty ceased but — all The multitude of Angels, with a shout Loud as from numbers without number, sweet As from blest voices, uttering joy — Heaven rung With jubilee, and loud hosannas filled The eternal regions.
Page 169 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and, in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell : Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven...