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... lated these graphic pictures of old Celtic life , have never been produced . A narrative in verse , called the Albanic Duan , is thought to have been composed in the eleventh century . LATIN AUTHORS AMONG THE CELTS . 17 In Wales ,
... lated these graphic pictures of old Celtic life , have never been produced . A narrative in verse , called the Albanic Duan , is thought to have been composed in the eleventh century . LATIN AUTHORS AMONG THE CELTS . 17 In Wales ,
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... never do ; and when he saw his turn coming , he used to slip out of the room , blushing for his want of skill and eager to hide his shame . One night , having left the hall , he lay down to sleep in the stable ; and as he slept , he ...
... never do ; and when he saw his turn coming , he used to slip out of the room , blushing for his want of skill and eager to hide his shame . One night , having left the hall , he lay down to sleep in the stable ; and as he slept , he ...
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... never happier than when he was chatting and laughing unreservedly with men of thought . After a short visit to England ( 790–792 ) in the character of Imperial Envoy , Alcuin seems to have settled permanently in France . There his ...
... never happier than when he was chatting and laughing unreservedly with men of thought . After a short visit to England ( 790–792 ) in the character of Imperial Envoy , Alcuin seems to have settled permanently in France . There his ...
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... never have any literature worth speaking of . Some romances and chronicles , echoes of the lays sung by their Norman masters , were all that remained to show that the Saxon tongue was living . Yet living it was , with a wealth of life ...
... never have any literature worth speaking of . Some romances and chronicles , echoes of the lays sung by their Norman masters , were all that remained to show that the Saxon tongue was living . Yet living it was , with a wealth of life ...
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... never does the great Dr. Wycliffe , first scholar of his day and keenest logician of the Oxford halls , seem so truly great as when we trace his footsteps among the hovels of Lutterworth . A sorry place it would have seemed to a ...
... never does the great Dr. Wycliffe , first scholar of his day and keenest logician of the Oxford halls , seem so truly great as when we trace his footsteps among the hovels of Lutterworth . A sorry place it would have seemed to a ...
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Page 493 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Page 149 - Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 148 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing: It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes.
Page 392 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests ; in all time, — Calm or convulsed, in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving — boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Page 209 - The other Shape — If shape it might be called that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either — black it stood as Night, 670 Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart : what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Page 211 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy ; will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and, in my choice, To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell: Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven...
Page 378 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the Queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Page 391 - And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee and arbiter of war,— These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.
Page 363 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains.
Page 210 - Is this the region, this the soil, the clime," Said then the lost Archangel, "this the seat That we must change for Heaven ? this mournful gloom For that celestial light? Be...