Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Том 2Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers W. & R. Chambers, 1876 |
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... Hill . II On a Sprig of Heath .. 33 11 The Highland Poor .... 34 12 From Mrs Tighe's Psyche ...... 34 14 The Lily . 35 14 ROBERT BLOOMFIELD ( 1766-1823 ) .. 35 14 Humble Pleasures - Harvest . 36 ....... 15 ....... 15 Rosy Hannah - Lines ...
... Hill . II On a Sprig of Heath .. 33 11 The Highland Poor .... 34 12 From Mrs Tighe's Psyche ...... 34 14 The Lily . 35 14 ROBERT BLOOMFIELD ( 1766-1823 ) .. 35 14 Humble Pleasures - Harvest . 36 ....... 15 ....... 15 Rosy Hannah - Lines ...
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... Hill .. ...... 120 Epitaph for Himself .. Coronach , from the Lady of the Lake ...... 120 Extract from Christabel .. Songs from Quentin Durward and The Pirate .. ....... 120 The Rime of the Ancient Mariner . From the Ode to the ...
... Hill .. ...... 120 Epitaph for Himself .. Coronach , from the Lady of the Lake ...... 120 Extract from Christabel .. Songs from Quentin Durward and The Pirate .. ....... 120 The Rime of the Ancient Mariner . From the Ode to the ...
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... HILL BURTON ( born in 1809 ) .... ... 626 Exordium to History of England 586 The Scottish Language after the Revolution ..627 The Battle of Sedgemoor .587 COSMO INNES ( 1798–1874 ) .... ..627 Execution of Monmouth . ..588 MISS ...
... HILL BURTON ( born in 1809 ) .... ... 626 Exordium to History of England 586 The Scottish Language after the Revolution ..627 The Battle of Sedgemoor .587 COSMO INNES ( 1798–1874 ) .... ..627 Execution of Monmouth . ..588 MISS ...
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... hill to hill the rushing host pursued , And viewed his banner , or believed she viewed . Pleased with the distant roar , with quicker tread , Fast by his hand one lisping boy she led ; And one fair girl amid the loud alarm Slept on her ...
... hill to hill the rushing host pursued , And viewed his banner , or believed she viewed . Pleased with the distant roar , with quicker tread , Fast by his hand one lisping boy she led ; And one fair girl amid the loud alarm Slept on her ...
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... Hill . FIRST OF MAY . Though clouds obscured the morning hour , And keen and eager blew the blast , And drizzling fell the cheerless shower , As , doubtful , to the skiff we passed : All soon , propitious to our prayer , Gave promise of ...
... Hill . FIRST OF MAY . Though clouds obscured the morning hour , And keen and eager blew the blast , And drizzling fell the cheerless shower , As , doubtful , to the skiff we passed : All soon , propitious to our prayer , Gave promise of ...
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Страница 65 - Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Страница 140 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: — Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Страница 134 - Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Страница 126 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain...
Страница 139 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Страница 142 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Страница 142 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Страница 142 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him ! But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring, And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Страница 155 - Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so," Replied the angel. — Abou spoke more low, But cheerily still; and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.