Twelve Centuries of English Poetry and ProseAlphonso Gerald Newcomer Scott, Foresman, 1910 - 756 頁 |
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... hath he not done world . though we it , for the All - powerful , may not trembling they fled , they felt fear : of ... hath struck us down to the fiery abyss of the hot hell , bereft us of heaven's kingdom , hath it decreed with mankind ...
... hath he not done world . though we it , for the All - powerful , may not trembling they fled , they felt fear : of ... hath struck us down to the fiery abyss of the hot hell , bereft us of heaven's kingdom , hath it decreed with mankind ...
第 34 頁
... hath in his hand ; but he attacketh those whom he hath not . Wherefore , dear sis- ters , she who is not attacked may fear much lest she be already taken . Because no man seeth you , nor do ye see any man , ye may be well content with ...
... hath in his hand ; but he attacketh those whom he hath not . Wherefore , dear sis- ters , she who is not attacked may fear much lest she be already taken . Because no man seeth you , nor do ye see any man , ye may be well content with ...
第 42 頁
... hath persed toh the rohtë , And bahthëd evree vyne in swich lecoor Of which vertü engendred is the floor ; Whan Zephirus aik with ' is swaitë braith Inspeered hath in evry holt and haith The tendre croopës , and the yungë sunnë Hath in ...
... hath persed toh the rohtë , And bahthëd evree vyne in swich lecoor Of which vertü engendred is the floor ; Whan Zephirus aik with ' is swaitë braith Inspeered hath in evry holt and haith The tendre croopës , and the yungë sunnë Hath in ...
第 43 頁
... hath perced to the roote , 10 And bathed every veyne in swich licour5 , Of which vertus engendred is the flour7 ; Whan Zephiruss eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt10 and heeth The tendre croppes11 , and the yonge sonne ...
... hath perced to the roote , 10 And bathed every veyne in swich licour5 , Of which vertus engendred is the flour7 ; Whan Zephiruss eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt10 and heeth The tendre croppes11 , and the yonge sonne ...
第 54 頁
... hath the herte in hold Of Chauntecleer loken in every lith5 , He loved hir so , that wel him was therwith . But such a Ioye was it to here hem singe , Whan that the brighte sonne gan to springe , In swete accord , ' my lief is faren in ...
... hath the herte in hold Of Chauntecleer loken in every lith5 , He loved hir so , that wel him was therwith . But such a Ioye was it to here hem singe , Whan that the brighte sonne gan to springe , In swete accord , ' my lief is faren in ...
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第 144 頁 - That time of year thou mayst 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 see'st 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 see'st 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...
第 457 頁 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering
第 577 頁 - Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
第 463 頁 - 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.
第 427 頁 - 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.
第 416 頁 - These beauteous forms Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart...
第 357 頁 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
第 417 頁 - As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life, — His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love. Nor less, I trust, To them I may have owed another gift.
第 426 頁 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering...
第 578 頁 - Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides ; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven ; that which we are, we are ; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.