English & American Literature, Studies in Literary Criticism, Interpretation & History, Including Complete Masterpieces, in 10 Vol, Volume 8Smith & Reeve, 1903 |
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Page 48
... tombs . The approach to the abbey through these gloomy monastic remains prepares the mind for its solemn contemplation . The cloister still retains something of the quiet and seclu- sion of former days . The gray walls are dis- colored ...
... tombs . The approach to the abbey through these gloomy monastic remains prepares the mind for its solemn contemplation . The cloister still retains something of the quiet and seclu- sion of former days . The gray walls are dis- colored ...
Page 50
... tombs , and telling the lapse of the hour , which , like a billow , has rolled us onward towards the grave . I pursued ... tomb ; while every footfall whispers along the walls , and chatters among the sepulchers , making us more sensible ...
... tombs , and telling the lapse of the hour , which , like a billow , has rolled us onward towards the grave . I pursued ... tomb ; while every footfall whispers along the walls , and chatters among the sepulchers , making us more sensible ...
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... tombs of friends and companions ; for indeed there is some- thing of companionship between the author and the reader . Other men are known to pos- terity only through the medium of history , which is continually growing faint and ob ...
... tombs of friends and companions ; for indeed there is some- thing of companionship between the author and the reader . Other men are known to pos- terity only through the medium of history , which is continually growing faint and ob ...
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... tomb on which lay the effigy of a knight in complete armor . A large buckler was on one arm ; the hands were pressed together in supplication upon the breast ; the face was almost covered by the morion ; the legs were crossed , in token ...
... tomb on which lay the effigy of a knight in complete armor . A large buckler was on one arm ; the hands were pressed together in supplication upon the breast ; the face was almost covered by the morion ; the legs were crossed , in token ...
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... tombs of these adventurers , decorated as they are with rude armorial bearings and Gothic sculpture . They comport with the antiquated chapels in which they are generally found ; and in considering them , the imagination is apt to ...
... tombs of these adventurers , decorated as they are with rude armorial bearings and Gothic sculpture . They comport with the antiquated chapels in which they are generally found ; and in considering them , the imagination is apt to ...
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Page 76 - Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, And from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, And under his wings shalt thou trust: His truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Page 295 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye Sons of Light, Angels — for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing — ye in heaven; On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Page 77 - A thousand shall fall at thy side and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee. Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.
Page 291 - He scarce had ceased when the superior Fiend Was moving toward the shore; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At ev'ning from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe.
Page 289 - You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along.
Page 42 - This doctrine, my friends, is reason and wisdom; but, after all do not depend too much upon your own industry and frugality and prudence, though excellent things; for they may all be blasted, without the blessing of Heaven; and, therefore, ask that blessing humbly, and be not uncharitable to those that at present seem to want it, but comfort and help them. Remember Job suffered, and was afterward prosperous. " And now, to conclude, Experience keeps a dear school, but fools will learn in no other...
Page 33 - And again, The eye of a master will do more work than both his hands; and again, Want of care does us more damage than want of knowledge; and again, Not to oversee workmen, is to leave them your purse open. Trusting too much to others...
Page 215 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies ; How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries ? Sure, if that long-with-love-acquainted eyes Can judge of love, thou feel'st a lover's case ; I read it in thy looks ; thy languisht grace To me, that feel the like, thy state descries...
Page 215 - Now, therein, of all sciences (I speak still of human, and according to the human conceit) is our poet the monarch. For he doth not only show the way, but giveth so sweet a prospect into the way, as will entice any man to enter into it : nay he doth, as if your journey should lie through a fair vineyard, at the very first give you a .cluster of grapes, that full of that taste you may long to pass further.
Page 293 - Thus was this place, A happy rural seat of various view : Groves whose rich trees wept odorous gums and balm ; Others whose fruit, burnished with golden rind, Hung amiable — Hesperian fables true, If true, here only — and of delicious taste.