Readings in English Literature: From Chaucer to Matthew Arnold |
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And right so he smote his father Arthur , with his sword holden in both his hands , on the side of the head , that the sword pierced the helmet and the brainpan , and therewithal Sir Mordred fell stark dead to the earth ; and the noble ...
And right so he smote his father Arthur , with his sword holden in both his hands , on the side of the head , that the sword pierced the helmet and the brainpan , and therewithal Sir Mordred fell stark dead to the earth ; and the noble ...
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Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ! And , by the incantation of this verse , Scatter , as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks , my words among mankind !
Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth ! And , by the incantation of this verse , Scatter , as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks , my words among mankind !
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So , on the bloody sand , Sohrab lay dead . And the great Rustum drew his horseman's cloak Down o'er his face , and sate by his dead son . As those black granite pillars , once high - rear'd on By Jemshid in Persepolis , to bear His ...
So , on the bloody sand , Sohrab lay dead . And the great Rustum drew his horseman's cloak Down o'er his face , and sate by his dead son . As those black granite pillars , once high - rear'd on By Jemshid in Persepolis , to bear His ...
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Adams beauty birds breath bright 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 Johnson kind 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 written young youth