English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 - Comparative literature |
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... seemed ) Suspended by the blast that blew amain , Shouldering the naked crag , oh , at that time 335 While on the perilous ridge I hung alone , With what strange utterance did the loud dry wind Blow through my ear ! the sky seemed not a ...
... seemed ) Suspended by the blast that blew amain , Shouldering the naked crag , oh , at that time 335 While on the perilous ridge I hung alone , With what strange utterance did the loud dry wind Blow through my ear ! the sky seemed not a ...
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... Seemed nothing out of nature's certain course , A gift that was come rather late than soon . No wonder , then , if advocates like these , Inflamed by passion , blind with prejudice , And stung with injury , at this riper day , Were ...
... Seemed nothing out of nature's certain course , A gift that was come rather late than soon . No wonder , then , if advocates like these , Inflamed by passion , blind with prejudice , And stung with injury , at this riper day , Were ...
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... seemed all dark and red - a tract of sand , 65 And some one pacing there alone , Who paced for ever in a glimmering land , Lit with a low large moon . One showed an iron coast and angry waves . You seemed to hear them climb and fall And ...
... seemed all dark and red - a tract of sand , 65 And some one pacing there alone , Who paced for ever in a glimmering land , Lit with a low large moon . One showed an iron coast and angry waves . You seemed to hear them climb and fall And ...
Contents
The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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