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... later times , the medium of transmission is memory , as was the case with the Homeric poems and the old Eng- lish ballads . This necessitates the use of the metrical or rhythmical form , and accounts for the fact that poetic literature ...
... later times , the medium of transmission is memory , as was the case with the Homeric poems and the old Eng- lish ballads . This necessitates the use of the metrical or rhythmical form , and accounts for the fact that poetic literature ...
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... so that it developed independently , became the medium of early Scottish literature and of later writers in the Scottish vernacular . Although the Celtic inhabitants of Britain were driven from their 16 ENGLISH AND AMERICAN LITERATURE.
... so that it developed independently , became the medium of early Scottish literature and of later writers in the Scottish vernacular . Although the Celtic inhabitants of Britain were driven from their 16 ENGLISH AND AMERICAN LITERATURE.
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... later growth . The student must guard carefully against the mistake of sup- posing that the early races with the future before them were in any way analogous to modern barbarous races whose development has been arrested and who are hope ...
... later growth . The student must guard carefully against the mistake of sup- posing that the early races with the future before them were in any way analogous to modern barbarous races whose development has been arrested and who are hope ...
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... later poets and on the general mind of England , was an important book . Only a very meager outline of Chaucer's life can be constructed , but he is not unique in this regard , for very Geoffrey Chaucer , 1340 ( ? ) - 1400 . THE FIRST ...
... later poets and on the general mind of England , was an important book . Only a very meager outline of Chaucer's life can be constructed , but he is not unique in this regard , for very Geoffrey Chaucer , 1340 ( ? ) - 1400 . THE FIRST ...
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... the date of his birth as not later than 1340 . 1 The name Chaucer may , however , be derived from Chauffe - cire , wax - melter . Geoffrey Chaucer It is evident from his works that he 46 ENGLISH AND AMERICAN LITERATURE.
... the date of his birth as not later than 1340 . 1 The name Chaucer may , however , be derived from Chauffe - cire , wax - melter . Geoffrey Chaucer It is evident from his works that he 46 ENGLISH AND AMERICAN LITERATURE.
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Page 469 - TO A WATERFOWL Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 338 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 324 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Page 213 - CYRIAC, this three years' day, these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman.
Page 341 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
Page 170 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Page 199 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
Page 339 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest — but ne'e* knew love's sad satiety.
Page 215 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns . Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Page 341 - Peace, peace ! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — He hath awakened from the dream of life — 'Tis we, who, lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings.