Relfe brothers' model reading-books, in prose and verse, ed., with notes and intr. by R.F. Charles, Volum 6Richard Fletcher Charles 1882 |
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Pàgina 17
... called the Penna della Vernia , or Ridge of Lavernia . In the neighbour- hood are beautiful forests . So that , living in Italy , the woods of Lavernia remind him of the trees of Scargill , just as the river Arno reminds him of the Tees ...
... called the Penna della Vernia , or Ridge of Lavernia . In the neighbour- hood are beautiful forests . So that , living in Italy , the woods of Lavernia remind him of the trees of Scargill , just as the river Arno reminds him of the Tees ...
Pàgina 18
... called Jacobites , from the Latin Jacobus - Fames . You remember that when King James died his supporters transferred their allegiance to his son , the Old Pretender , and in due course to his son , the Young Pretender . If you turn to ...
... called Jacobites , from the Latin Jacobus - Fames . You remember that when King James died his supporters transferred their allegiance to his son , the Old Pretender , and in due course to his son , the Young Pretender . If you turn to ...
Pàgina 23
... called Descriptive , others Narrative , others Expository . A written composition may be a description of some event , or place , or person ; or a narrative , that is , a tale that is told ; or it may be an explana- tion of fact or ...
... called Descriptive , others Narrative , others Expository . A written composition may be a description of some event , or place , or person ; or a narrative , that is , a tale that is told ; or it may be an explana- tion of fact or ...
Pàgina 24
... called on to lift up your voice against some dreadful wrong that oppresses your fellows , or to dissuade a nation from a course that would end in its destruction . These are the privileges of but few - but you may be of those few ...
... called on to lift up your voice against some dreadful wrong that oppresses your fellows , or to dissuade a nation from a course that would end in its destruction . These are the privileges of but few - but you may be of those few ...
Pàgina 41
... called Mater Suspiriorum Our Lady of Sighs . She never scales the clouds , nor walks abroad upon the winds . She wears no diadem . And her eyes , if they were ever seen , would be neither sweet nor subtle ; no man could read their story ...
... called Mater Suspiriorum Our Lady of Sighs . She never scales the clouds , nor walks abroad upon the winds . She wears no diadem . And her eyes , if they were ever seen , would be neither sweet nor subtle ; no man could read their story ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
A. P. Stanley alleys Amyas arms beauty beneath Bernina Pass blood blow called Captain cliff clouds colour cried Crito dark death deep doth Duke E. A. Freeman earth Edmund Spenser England English English poetry Erle eyes face Faerie Queene fear feel feet fight fire flowers foot friends Fuegians garden Gardenstown Gaucho ghost grass green Hamish hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill Hill of Tara honour horse human Jemmy Button Julius Cæsar King labour land light living look Lord mountains natural never night noble Norman once Partridge passed poet Priscilla Puritan reign rock rose round sacred scene seemed ship shore side silence soul Spaniards Spenser spirit stand stone stood sweet sword tell Tenterden thee things thou thought turned voice whole wild wind York Minster
Passatges populars
Pàgina 163 - That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below; Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep...
Pàgina 180 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Pàgina 164 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Pàgina 163 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need; He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne or burning axle-tree could bear.
Pàgina 165 - With terror of that blast Shall from the surface to the centre shake, When, at the world's last session, The dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread His throne.
Pàgina 104 - God Almighty first planted a garden ; and, indeed it is the purest of human pleasures ; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man ; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Pàgina 371 - Of aspect more Sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the...
Pàgina 373 - Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes.
Pàgina 68 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Pàgina 215 - Till it arrive at Heaven's vault, Which thence (perhaps) rebounding may Echo beyond the Mexique Bay." Thus sung they, in the English boat, A holy and a cheerful note: And all the way, to guide their chime. With falling oars they kept the time.