Readings in English Literature, from Chaucer to Matthew ArnoldGerald Bullett A. & C. Black, 1945 - 250 Seiten |
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... cold . And but if thou do now as I bid thee , if ever I may see thee I shall slay thee with mine own hands ; for thou wouldst for my rich sword see me dead . Then Sir Bedivere departed , and went to the sword , and lightly took it up ...
... cold . And but if thou do now as I bid thee , if ever I may see thee I shall slay thee with mine own hands ; for thou wouldst for my rich sword see me dead . Then Sir Bedivere departed , and went to the sword , and lightly took it up ...
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... cold : Our sons inherit us : our looks are strange : And we should come like ghosts to trouble joy . Or else the island princes over - bold Have eat our substance , and the minstrel sings Before them of the ten - years ' war in Troy ...
... cold : Our sons inherit us : our looks are strange : And we should come like ghosts to trouble joy . Or else the island princes over - bold Have eat our substance , and the minstrel sings Before them of the ten - years ' war in Troy ...
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... cold . Heaven's air is better than the cold dead grave . Behold me : I am vast , and clad in iron , And tried ; and I have stood on many a field Of blood , and I have fought with many a foe : Never was that field lost , or that foe sav ...
... cold . Heaven's air is better than the cold dead grave . Behold me : I am vast , and clad in iron , And tried ; and I have stood on many a field Of blood , and I have fought with many a foe : Never was that field lost , or that foe sav ...
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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