Readings in English Literature, from Chaucer to Matthew ArnoldGerald Bullett A. & C. Black, 1945 - 250 Seiten |
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... Rustum ? I am here , whom thou hast call'd By challenge forth : make good thy vaunt , or yield . Is it with Rustum only thou wouldst fight ? Rash boy , men look on Rustum's face and flee . For well I know , that did great Rustum stand ...
... Rustum ? I am here , whom thou hast call'd By challenge forth : make good thy vaunt , or yield . Is it with Rustum only thou wouldst fight ? Rash boy , men look on Rustum's face and flee . For well I know , that did great Rustum stand ...
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... Rustum's shield : sharp rang , The iron plates rang sharp , but turn'd the spear . And Rustum , seiz'd his club , which none but he Could wield : an unlopp'd trunk it was , and huge , Still rough ; like those which men in treeless ...
... Rustum's shield : sharp rang , The iron plates rang sharp , but turn'd the spear . And Rustum , seiz'd his club , which none but he Could wield : an unlopp'd trunk it was , and huge , Still rough ; like those which men in treeless ...
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... Rustum to my mother gave , That she might prick it on the babe she bore . ' He spoke : and all the blood left Rustum's cheeks ; And his knees totter'd , and he smote his hand Against his breast , his heavy mailed hand , That the hard ...
... Rustum to my mother gave , That she might prick it on the babe she bore . ' He spoke : and all the blood left Rustum's cheeks ; And his knees totter'd , and he smote his hand Against his breast , his heavy mailed hand , That the hard ...
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Adams beauty birds breath bright bring cold dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth English eyes face fair fall father fear field flowers follow give green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven human king LADY land learning leave less light live look lord MACBETH mind moon morn move nature never night once pass Persian play pleasure poem poet poetry prose rest rich rose round Rustum sand seems seen sense side sight sing sleep Sohrab song soon soul speak spirit stand stood stream sweet sword tears tell thee thine things thou thou art thought took Trulliber verse voice wife wind wings written young youth