Transactions of the Royal Society of Literature of the United KingdomJ. Murray, 1895 - English literature |
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... light of life - my only love , Thy portion sure must be Man's scorn below , God's wrath above , Acushla gal Machree ! " Twas told of thee the world around , " Twas hoped for thee by all , That with one gallant sunward bound Thou'dst ...
... light of life - my only love , Thy portion sure must be Man's scorn below , God's wrath above , Acushla gal Machree ! " Twas told of thee the world around , " Twas hoped for thee by all , That with one gallant sunward bound Thou'dst ...
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... light cannot come from our lamp ; And that noise - are they all getting drunk in the camp ' ? ' Hurrah , boys ! the morning of battle has come , And the generale's beating on many a drum ; ' So they rush from the revel to join the ...
... light cannot come from our lamp ; And that noise - are they all getting drunk in the camp ' ? ' Hurrah , boys ! the morning of battle has come , And the generale's beating on many a drum ; ' So they rush from the revel to join the ...
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... light , in which is still preserved much of that English song - bloom , whose fragrance still is wafted into the hearts of those who dwell within our island home . To one of those little - known but beautiful song- haunts I wish to ...
... light , in which is still preserved much of that English song - bloom , whose fragrance still is wafted into the hearts of those who dwell within our island home . To one of those little - known but beautiful song- haunts I wish to ...
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... light upon the formation and locality of the bower which we desire especially to examine . For over 150 years after the death of Chaucer-- from the time of Henry IV to that of Elizabeth- the English muse was dormant and silent ...
... light upon the formation and locality of the bower which we desire especially to examine . For over 150 years after the death of Chaucer-- from the time of Henry IV to that of Elizabeth- the English muse was dormant and silent ...
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... light of Spenser's genius gleamed over the literary firmament , with the exception of Thomas Sackville's contribution to the Mirror for Magis- trates , the poetical miscellany which succeeded that of Tottel . This Miscellany was edited ...
... light of Spenser's genius gleamed over the literary firmament , with the exception of Thomas Sackville's contribution to the Mirror for Magis- trates , the poetical miscellany which succeeded that of Tottel . This Miscellany was edited ...
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Page 106 - The wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Page 114 - Thou wilt not leave us in the dust: Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die; And thou hast made him: thou art just.
Page 121 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Page 121 - Twas Presbyterian true blue, For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant saints, whom all men grant To be the true church militant ; Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And prove their doctrine orthodox By apostolic blows and knocks...
Page 107 - Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath: I know no more.
Page 120 - That each, who seems a separate whole, Should move his rounds, and fusing all The skirts of self again, should fall Remerging in the general Soul, Is faith as vague as all unsweet. Eternal form shall still divide The eternal soul from all beside; And I shall know him when we meet; And we shall sit at endless feast, Enjoying each the other's good.
Page 109 - Nor thro' the questions men may try, The petty cobwebs we have spun: If e'er when faith had fall'n asleep, I heard a voice "believe no more" And heard an ever-breaking shore That tumbled in the Godless deep; A warmth within the breast would melt The freezing reason's colder part, And like a man in wrath the heart Stood up and answer'd "I have felt.
Page 66 - And Samson went and caught three hundred foxes, and took firebrands, and turned tail to tail, and put a firebrand in the midst between two tails. And when he had set the brands on fire, he let them go into the standing corn of the Philistines, and burnt up both the shocks, and also the standing corn, with the vineyards and olives.
Page 119 - He'd prove a buzzard is no fowl, And that a lord may be an owl ; A calf an alderman, a goose a justice, And rooks committee-men and trustees.
Page 125 - SUNSET and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! 10 And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...