Transactions of the Royal Society of Literature of the United KingdomJ. Murray, 1903 - English literature |
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... painted it , erect it in the most public part , and , upon holidays and festivals , dress it with garlands of flowers . " In Northumberland , down apparently to near the end of the eighteenth century , young people of both sexes used to ...
... painted it , erect it in the most public part , and , upon holidays and festivals , dress it with garlands of flowers . " In Northumberland , down apparently to near the end of the eighteenth century , young people of both sexes used to ...
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... painted her ( are not the " counterfeit presentments " in the Hertford Gallery ? ) , and of her poor pitiful story we know more than enough . She had been telling Coleridge she would dearly love to look once more on Skiddaw , and he ...
... painted her ( are not the " counterfeit presentments " in the Hertford Gallery ? ) , and of her poor pitiful story we know more than enough . She had been telling Coleridge she would dearly love to look once more on Skiddaw , and he ...
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... paint . When he described a Tory he put on the black ; when a Whig the white . " Some critics have a universal solvent in which they decompose the records and the traditions of the past , and leave a residuum of lies . Like Lucian ...
... paint . When he described a Tory he put on the black ; when a Whig the white . " Some critics have a universal solvent in which they decompose the records and the traditions of the past , and leave a residuum of lies . Like Lucian ...
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... paint to yourselves Louis XIV in his gallery at Versailles surrounded by a brilliant court ; a tatter- demalion advances covered with rags , and proposes 66 66 to the assembly to abandon the tragedies of Racine for THE RELATION OF ...
... paint to yourselves Louis XIV in his gallery at Versailles surrounded by a brilliant court ; a tatter- demalion advances covered with rags , and proposes 66 66 to the assembly to abandon the tragedies of Racine for THE RELATION OF ...
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... painted his women nearer perfec- tion than his men . It has been said that he has no heroes , but only heroines . Nearly all his great characters are made better by the influence of women . They are not mere poetical abstractions ; with ...
... painted his women nearer perfec- tion than his men . It has been said that he has no heroes , but only heroines . Nearly all his great characters are made better by the influence of women . They are not mere poetical abstractions ; with ...
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Page 175 - This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England; This nurse, this teeming womb of royal...
Page 199 - O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities : For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Page 187 - God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home ; But dust was thrown upon his sacred head, Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steeled The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 193 - And so I was; which plainly signified That I should snarl and bite and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shaped my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another And not in me: I am myself alone.
Page 201 - tis true, I must be here confin'd by you, Or sent to Naples. Let me not, Since I have my dukedom got, And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell In this bare island by your spell; But release me from my bands With the help of your good hands.
Page 181 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene...
Page 90 - mid cloisters dim, And saw nought lovely but the sky and stars. But thou, my babe ! shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds Which image in their bulk both lakes and shores And mountain crags...
Page 193 - Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be ! — Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bliss, Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope. — He dies, and makes no sign : O God, forgive him ! War.
Page 190 - Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother. Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair and learn'd and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Page 167 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.