Century Readings for a Course in English LiteratureJohn William Cunliffe, James Francis Augustine Pyre, Karl Young Century Company, 1910 - 13 ページ |
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... soul . And that night he made a dole , and all they that would come had as much flesh , fish , wine and ale , and every man and woman had twelve pence , come who would . Thus with his own hand dealt he this money , in a mourning gown ...
... soul . And that night he made a dole , and all they that would come had as much flesh , fish , wine and ale , and every man and woman had twelve pence , come who would . Thus with his own hand dealt he this money , in a mourning gown ...
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... soul , like a quiet palmer , Traveleth towards the land of heaven , 10 Over the silver mountains , Where spring the nectar fountains . There will I kiss The bowl of bliss ; And drink mine everlasting fill Upon every milken hill . My soul ...
... soul , like a quiet palmer , Traveleth towards the land of heaven , 10 Over the silver mountains , Where spring the nectar fountains . There will I kiss The bowl of bliss ; And drink mine everlasting fill Upon every milken hill . My soul ...
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... soul another sweetly greeting ; For by the breath the soul fleeteth , And soul with soul in kissing meeteth . If love be so sweet a thing , That such happy bliss doth bring , Happy is love's sugared thrall , But unhappy maidens all ...
... soul another sweetly greeting ; For by the breath the soul fleeteth , And soul with soul in kissing meeteth . If love be so sweet a thing , That such happy bliss doth bring , Happy is love's sugared thrall , But unhappy maidens all ...
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... soul , the center of my sinful earth , Thrall to these rebel powers that thee array , Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth , 7 Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost , having so short a lease , Dost thou ...
... soul , the center of my sinful earth , Thrall to these rebel powers that thee array , Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth , 7 Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost , having so short a lease , Dost thou ...
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... soul hath dispossest , By feigned death life sweetly to renew ! Part of my life in that , you life deny : So every day we live , a day we die . BEN JONSON ( 1573 ? -1637 ) SONG TO CELIA Drink to me only with thine eyes , And I will ...
... soul hath dispossest , By feigned death life sweetly to renew ! Part of my life in that , you life deny : So every day we live , a day we die . BEN JONSON ( 1573 ? -1637 ) SONG TO CELIA Drink to me only with thine eyes , And I will ...
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616 ページ - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear : 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair !
152 ページ - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
399 ページ - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by. "Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn...
150 ページ - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
527 ページ - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
565 ページ - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean: And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war!
518 ページ - These plots of cottage-ground, these orchard-tufts, Which at this season, with their unripe fruits, Are clad in one green hue, and lose themselves 'Mid groves and copses. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild : these pastoral farms, Green to the very door: and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees!
240 ページ - Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas* is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear.
519 ページ - My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, 1*° My dear, dear Sister! and this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her...
648 ページ - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain To thy high requiem become a sod. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth...