English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to StevensonHenry Spackman Pancoast H. Holt and Company, 1915 - 816 Seiten |
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... fear ; they were filled with terror . Headlong they hastened their homes to seek . Less bold were their boasts as the billows rolled o'er them , 455 Dread welter of waves . Not one of that army Went again home , but Wyrd from behind ...
... fear ; they were filled with terror . Headlong they hastened their homes to seek . Less bold were their boasts as the billows rolled o'er them , 455 Dread welter of waves . Not one of that army Went again home , but Wyrd from behind ...
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... fear they shall huddle and flock , Moaning and groaning , aghast with terror , 891 Bewailing the deeds that were ... fear . 930 935 The smoke - dark flame o'er the sinful shall roll , The blaze shall consume their beakers of gold , All ...
... fear they shall huddle and flock , Moaning and groaning , aghast with terror , 891 Bewailing the deeds that were ... fear . 930 935 The smoke - dark flame o'er the sinful shall roll , The blaze shall consume their beakers of gold , All ...
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... fear of the Lord ; To him will come death unforeseen : Happy is he who is lowly of life ; To him will come honour from heaven : The Creator will strengthen his soul Because he put trust in His power . Rude will should be ruled 180 185 ...
... fear of the Lord ; To him will come death unforeseen : Happy is he who is lowly of life ; To him will come honour from heaven : The Creator will strengthen his soul Because he put trust in His power . Rude will should be ruled 180 185 ...
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... fear to die , because we have a good God . " In these days also , he strove to produce two works worthy of memory , in addition to teaching us and singing psalms . He translated into our tongue , for the use of the Church , the gospel ...
... fear to die , because we have a good God . " In these days also , he strove to produce two works worthy of memory , in addition to teaching us and singing psalms . He translated into our tongue , for the use of the Church , the gospel ...
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... fear as there I lay : To Jesus Christ , in chastened mood , Yearning I cried , -and dreaded aye That those fierce fiends so foul and lewd , Would come to carry me away . 456 Then thanked I Him who passed death's gate , Who unto man such ...
... fear as there I lay : To Jesus Christ , in chastened mood , Yearning I cried , -and dreaded aye That those fierce fiends so foul and lewd , Would come to carry me away . 456 Then thanked I Him who passed death's gate , Who unto man such ...
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Seite 421 - Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Seite 475 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Seite 464 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
Seite 507 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined and unknown.
Seite 300 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Seite 421 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Seite 482 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Seite 158 - 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...
Seite 503 - No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark! - that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm! Arm! it is - it is - the cannon's opening roar!
Seite 521 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights ; for when tired out with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.