Studies in Literature (first Series)University Press, 1924 - 307 страница |
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... England , through dense forests and marauding tribes , to ship his ware at Thanet , when he had half a dozen better ports at his door ! Imagine a skipper from Marseilles - But the absurdities are endless , and I will not here pursue ...
... England , through dense forests and marauding tribes , to ship his ware at Thanet , when he had half a dozen better ports at his door ! Imagine a skipper from Marseilles - But the absurdities are endless , and I will not here pursue ...
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... England and Flanders come to supply Europe , the one with wool , the other with fine linen and naperies ? Now of these and like questions - for of course I might multiply them by the hundred - I wish , first of all , to impress on you ...
... England and Flanders come to supply Europe , the one with wool , the other with fine linen and naperies ? Now of these and like questions - for of course I might multiply them by the hundred - I wish , first of all , to impress on you ...
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... England . Famous hostelries along the Great North Road put up their shutters ; weeds begin to choke the canals ; a whole nexus of national traffic is torn in shreds , dissipated . A few years pass , and somebody invents the motor - car ...
... England . Famous hostelries along the Great North Road put up their shutters ; weeds begin to choke the canals ; a whole nexus of national traffic is torn in shreds , dissipated . A few years pass , and somebody invents the motor - car ...
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... England , a monk called Bede founds a school . He is ( I suppose ) of all men in the world the least as we should put it nowadays - self - advertising . He just labours there , in the cloisters of Jarrow , never leaving them , intent ...
... England , a monk called Bede founds a school . He is ( I suppose ) of all men in the world the least as we should put it nowadays - self - advertising . He just labours there , in the cloisters of Jarrow , never leaving them , intent ...
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... England - a chapel and a toll - gate — the church being no more averse then than now to ' take up a collection . ' Old London Bridge , with a chapel on it - Old London Bridge which for cen- turies was the marvel of England - Old London ...
... England - a chapel and a toll - gate — the church being no more averse then than now to ' take up a collection . ' Old London Bridge , with a chapel on it - Old London Bridge which for cen- turies was the marvel of England - Old London ...
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Страница 148 - Tis true, with shame and grief I yield, Thou like the van first took'st the field, And gotten hast the victory In thus adventuring to die Before me, whose more years might crave A just precedence in the grave. But hark ! my pulse, like a soft drum, Beats my approach, tells thee I come ; And slow howe'er my marches be, I shall at last sit down by thee.
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Страница 210 - The thin gray cloud is spread on high, It covers but not hides the sky. The moon is behind, and at the full; And yet she looks both small and dull.
Страница 121 - 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 134 - Dear, beauteous death ; the jewel of the just ! Shining nowhere but in the dark ; What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust, Could man outlook that mark...
Страница 138 - OF man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly Muse...
Страница 121 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness.