English Literature of Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's "Compendium of English Literature" and Supplementary to It. Designed for Colleges and Advanced ClassesBancroft, 1869 - 798 ページ |
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... Hour with Thee Man's Immortality . 128 To the Memory of Henry Kirke White ... 128 Education of the Heart ...... ......... 184 Necessity and Dignity of Labor ............ 185 ..... 185 ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD .. 129 Raleigh's Interview ...
... Hour with Thee Man's Immortality . 128 To the Memory of Henry Kirke White ... 128 Education of the Heart ...... ......... 184 Necessity and Dignity of Labor ............ 185 ..... 185 ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD .. 129 Raleigh's Interview ...
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... Hour of Death 254 THOMAS ARNOLD .. 301 The Hour of Prayer 255 From his Journal . 203 Bring Flowers ..... 255 Dominion of Napoleon ...... 303 Evening Prayer at a Girls ' School ......... 256 Sunday Sonnet . The Siege of Genoa 305 257 ...
... Hour of Death 254 THOMAS ARNOLD .. 301 The Hour of Prayer 255 From his Journal . 203 Bring Flowers ..... 255 Dominion of Napoleon ...... 303 Evening Prayer at a Girls ' School ......... 256 Sunday Sonnet . The Siege of Genoa 305 257 ...
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... hour ; The partridge bursts away on whirring wings ; Deep mourns the turtle in sequester'd bower , And shrill lark carols clear from her aërial tour . THE HUMBLE WISH . The end and the reward of toil is rest . Be all my prayer for ...
... hour ; The partridge bursts away on whirring wings ; Deep mourns the turtle in sequester'd bower , And shrill lark carols clear from her aërial tour . THE HUMBLE WISH . The end and the reward of toil is rest . Be all my prayer for ...
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... awakes from the tomb . " 2 Read two articles on Dr. Paley in the " Quar terly Review , " ii . 75 , and ix . 388 ; and another in the " Edinburgh Review , " i . 287 . party at rather a late hour in the evening , 34 PALEY . WILLIAM PALEY.
... awakes from the tomb . " 2 Read two articles on Dr. Paley in the " Quar terly Review , " ii . 75 , and ix . 388 ; and another in the " Edinburgh Review , " i . 287 . party at rather a late hour in the evening , 34 PALEY . WILLIAM PALEY.
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... hour in the evening , I was awakened , at five in the morning , by one of my companions , who stood at my bedside ... Hours ; " that is , hours pent in comparing numerous facts which the Apostle Paul incidentally states of himself in his ...
... hour in the evening , I was awakened , at five in the morning , by one of my companions , who stood at my bedside ... Hours ; " that is , hours pent in comparing numerous facts which the Apostle Paul incidentally states of himself in his ...
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99 ページ - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
143 ページ - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
123 ページ - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death...
430 ページ - THE world is too much with us: late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
541 ページ - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerly still ; and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
127 ページ - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
124 ページ - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
82 ページ - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
220 ページ - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
430 ページ - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.