Literary Readings: An Introduction to the Study of LiteratureCharles Madison Curry Rand, McNally, 1903 - 496 σελίδες |
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Literary Readings: An Introduction to the Study of Literature (Classic Reprint) Charles Madison Curry Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2017 |
Literary Readings: An Introduction to the Study of Literature (Classic Reprint) Charles Madison Curry Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2017 |
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Alhambra Annie arms beautiful beheld beneath Boabdil brook brothers Camelot Chambered Nautilus child cloud dark death door dreams Edmund Andros Enoch Ernest eyes father fear fire gave gazed Gluck gold Golden River grave gray grew hand head heard heart heaven hills Ichabod Ichabod Crane Irving John Alden King lady Lady of Shalott light lived Longfellow looked Lope Sanchez maiden Miles Standish mind morning mother mountain never night o'er old gentleman Oxus passed Plymouth poem poet poetry Priscilla published Rhocus rock rose round Ruskin Rustum sail sand Sandalphon Schwartz seemed Seistan Shalott ship side Sir Launfal sleep Sleepy Hollow smile snow Sohrab soul spake Stone Face stood story stream sweet Tartar thee things thou thought thro Treasure Valley trees turned valley voice Whittier wind words youth
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 432 - I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Σελίδα 59 - What workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Σελίδα 417 - Lo all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre. Judge of the nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget.
Σελίδα xiv - In the whole composition there should be no word written, of which the tendency, direct or indirect, is not to the one preestablished design.
Σελίδα 422 - Requiem Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Σελίδα 208 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Σελίδα 38 - and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!" A tear stood in his bright blue eye, But still he answered, with a sigh, Excelsior! "Beware the pine-tree's withered branch! "Beware the awful avalanche!
Σελίδα 425 - Fresh pearls to their enamel gave, And the bellowing of the savage sea Greeted their safe escape to me. I wiped away the weeds and foam, I fetched my sea-born treasures home; But the poor, unsightly, noisome things Had left their beauty on the shore With the sun and the sand and the wild uproar.
Σελίδα 377 - And they cross'd themselves for fear, All the knights at Camelot : But Lancelot mused a little space ; He said, " She has a lovely face ; God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott.
Σελίδα 313 - I saw him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town. But now he walks the streets, And he looks at all he meets Sad and wan, And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, "They are gone.