Readings in English Literature: From Chaucer to Matthew ArnoldA. & C. Black, 1947 - 250 Seiten |
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... thou vainly question thus Of Rustum ? I am here , whom thou hast call'd By challenge forth : make good thy vaunt ... Art thou so fierce ? Thou wilt not fright me so . I am no girl , to be made pale by words . Yet this thou hast said well ...
... thou vainly question thus Of Rustum ? I am here , whom thou hast call'd By challenge forth : make good thy vaunt ... Art thou so fierce ? Thou wilt not fright me so . I am no girl , to be made pale by words . Yet this thou hast said well ...
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From Chaucer to Matthew Arnold Gerald Bullett. Fool ! thou art slain , and by an unknown man ! Dearer to the red jackals shalt thou be , Than to thy friends , and to thy father old . ' And , with a fearless mien , Sohrab replied : — ' ...
From Chaucer to Matthew Arnold Gerald Bullett. Fool ! thou art slain , and by an unknown man ! Dearer to the red jackals shalt thou be , Than to thy friends , and to thy father old . ' And , with a fearless mien , Sohrab replied : — ' ...
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... thou must live . For some are born to do great deeds , and live , As some are born to be obscur'd , and die . Do thou the deeds I die too young to do , And reap a second glory in thine age . Thou art my father , and thy gain is mine ...
... thou must live . For some are born to do great deeds , and live , As some are born to be obscur'd , and die . Do thou the deeds I die too young to do , And reap a second glory in thine age . Thou art my father , and thy gain is mine ...
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