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... telling how great a sinner he had been before he was converted : ' I was an awful sinner , ' he said — ' a great sinner ; I was the chief among ten thousand , and the one alto- gether lovely . " " " Ha , ha ! my boy , " he laughed ...
... telling how great a sinner he had been before he was converted : ' I was an awful sinner , ' he said — ' a great sinner ; I was the chief among ten thousand , and the one alto- gether lovely . " " " Ha , ha ! my boy , " he laughed ...
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... tells us that Guittone's sonnets were marked by a peculiar solemnity of manner ; ' and he cites one of them , which he also translates , as an example . This fine specimen of the early sonnet will serve to illustrate the degree of ...
... tells us that Guittone's sonnets were marked by a peculiar solemnity of manner ; ' and he cites one of them , which he also translates , as an example . This fine specimen of the early sonnet will serve to illustrate the degree of ...
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... tell you : In my younger days the com- mandant of a crack military company in my native place was a fine - looking and very intelligent tailor . The colonel , for such was his rank , was also an influential politician , a glib and even ...
... tell you : In my younger days the com- mandant of a crack military company in my native place was a fine - looking and very intelligent tailor . The colonel , for such was his rank , was also an influential politician , a glib and even ...
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... tells us that it was sent by the poet to his friend and preceptor , Brunetto Latini , with a copy of his then newly written ' Vita Nuova , ' to which , under the guise of a ' lass of mine , ' he alludes in the sonnet . As it is ...
... tells us that it was sent by the poet to his friend and preceptor , Brunetto Latini , with a copy of his then newly written ' Vita Nuova , ' to which , under the guise of a ' lass of mine , ' he alludes in the sonnet . As it is ...
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... Chaucer himself in his Prologue to ' The Clerkes Tale , ' where he says- " I wol you tell a tale , which that I Lerned at Padowe of a worthy clerk , As preved by his wordes and his werk . He is now ded , and nailed in his cheste.
... Chaucer himself in his Prologue to ' The Clerkes Tale , ' where he says- " I wol you tell a tale , which that I Lerned at Padowe of a worthy clerk , As preved by his wordes and his werk . He is now ded , and nailed in his cheste.
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Page 162 - Hast reared God's trophies, and his work pursued ; While Darwen stream, with blood of Scots imbrued, And Dunbar field, resounds thy praises loud, And Worcester's laureate wreath...
Page 72 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth "s unknown, although his height be taken.
Page 73 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world, dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Suppos'd as forfeit to a confin'd doom.
Page 172 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire : The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas ! for other notes repine ; A different object do these eyes require ; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine ; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Page 106 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Page 163 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Page 70 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Page 164 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Page 227 - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. // Near them, on the sand, / Half sunk, / a shattered visage lies, / whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, / Tell that its sculptor / well those passions read / Which yet survive, / stamped on these lifeless things, / The hand that mocked them, / and the heart that fed: // And on the pedestal / these words appear: // "My...
Page 310 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.