Transactions of the Royal Society of Literature of the United KingdomJ. Murray, 1914 - English literature |
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... beautiful hall where fairies in forgotten days left a mystic goblet with magical powers . De Quincey was there for a while and wrote a weird wild story , the ' Stranger's Grave , ' which is not to be found in his collected works ...
... beautiful hall where fairies in forgotten days left a mystic goblet with magical powers . De Quincey was there for a while and wrote a weird wild story , the ' Stranger's Grave , ' which is not to be found in his collected works ...
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... beautiful poem than a list of words ? Is it to be wondered that our teachers grudge the time required to pro- duce the perfectly spelling child ? The day is long past when the attainment of mechanical skill in the " three R's " was ...
... beautiful poem than a list of words ? Is it to be wondered that our teachers grudge the time required to pro- duce the perfectly spelling child ? The day is long past when the attainment of mechanical skill in the " three R's " was ...
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... beautiful this pearly sand , That waves and winds and years Be this delicious quiet mine ! refine ! The joy of youth , so sweet before , When I could then my frame recline , And watch th ' entangled weeds ashore . Yet I remember not ...
... beautiful this pearly sand , That waves and winds and years Be this delicious quiet mine ! refine ! The joy of youth , so sweet before , When I could then my frame recline , And watch th ' entangled weeds ashore . Yet I remember not ...
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... beautiful Ballyshannon . In this connection Allingham raises a very interesting literary question . He states he did not find it easy in ballad writing to employ a diction that might hope to come home to the English- speaking Irish ...
... beautiful Ballyshannon . In this connection Allingham raises a very interesting literary question . He states he did not find it easy in ballad writing to employ a diction that might hope to come home to the English- speaking Irish ...
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... beautiful ballad has reached the hearts of the Irish people , wedded to the haunting old air to which it is set . It is still difficult to fix Allingham's position in the poetical hierarchy . This is undoubtedly due to his remarkable ...
... beautiful ballad has reached the hearts of the Irish people , wedded to the haunting old air to which it is set . It is still difficult to fix Allingham's position in the poetical hierarchy . This is undoubtedly due to his remarkable ...
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Page 157 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown ! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword : The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Page 171 - The observ'd of all observers, quite, quite down ! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled out of tune and harsh; That unmatch'd form and feature of blown
Page 138 - Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu: And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love! more happy, happy love! For ever warm and still to be enjoyed, For ever panting, and for ever young; All breathing human passion far above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.
Page 142 - Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night ! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry's death ! King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
Page 189 - By all the eagle in thee, all the dove; By all thy lives and deaths of love; By thy large draughts of intellectual day And by thy thirsts of love, more large than they; By all thy...
Page 184 - Whinny-muir thou com'st at last : And Christe receive thy saule. If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon, — Every nighte and alle, Sit thee down and put them on ; And Christe receive thy saule.
Page 262 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am, By so much shall I falsify men's hopes ; And, like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off.
Page 204 - I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts ; a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, And the round ocean and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man : A motion and a spirit, that impels All thinking things, all objects of all thoughts, And rolls through all things.
Page 55 - ... or for him that farms; But when amid such pleasing scenes I trace The poor laborious natives of the place, And see the mid-day sun, with fervid ray, On their bare heads and dewy temples play; While some, with feebler heads and fainter hearts, Deplore their fortune, yet sustain their parts: Then shall I dare these real ills to hide In tinsel trappings of poetic pride?
Page 130 - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.