The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with biographical and explanatory notes, ed. by R. Garnett, L. Vallée, A. Brandl. Imperial ed, Volume 12Richard Garnett 1899 |
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... heaven ! - Come Roderick Dhu , And of his clan the boldest two , And let me but till morning rest , I write the falsehood on their crest . " " If by the blaze I mark aright , Thou bear'st the belt and spur of Knight . " " Then by these ...
... heaven ! - Come Roderick Dhu , And of his clan the boldest two , And let me but till morning rest , I write the falsehood on their crest . " " If by the blaze I mark aright , Thou bear'st the belt and spur of Knight . " " Then by these ...
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... Heaven , As freely as ' tis nobly given ! " — " Well , rest thee ; for the bittern's cry Sings us the lake's wild lullaby . " With that he shook the gathered heath , And spread his plaid upon the wreath ; And the brave foemen , side by ...
... Heaven , As freely as ' tis nobly given ! " — " Well , rest thee ; for the bittern's cry Sings us the lake's wild lullaby . " With that he shook the gathered heath , And spread his plaid upon the wreath ; And the brave foemen , side by ...
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... heaven . " " Still was it outrage ; - yet , ' tis true , Not then claimed sovereignty his due ; While Albany , with feeble hand , Held borrowed truncheon of command , The young King , mewed in Stirling tower , - Was stranger to respect ...
... heaven . " " Still was it outrage ; - yet , ' tis true , Not then claimed sovereignty his due ; While Albany , with feeble hand , Held borrowed truncheon of command , The young King , mewed in Stirling tower , - Was stranger to respect ...
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... . That whistle garrisoned the glen At once with full five hundred men , As if the yawning hill to heaven A subterranean host had given . Watching their leader's beck and will , All silent there 20 FITZ - JAMES AND RODERICK DHU .
... . That whistle garrisoned the glen At once with full five hundred men , As if the yawning hill to heaven A subterranean host had given . Watching their leader's beck and will , All silent there 20 FITZ - JAMES AND RODERICK DHU .
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... heaven , I change My thought , and hold thy valor light As that of some vain carpet knight , Who ill deserved my courteous care , And whose best boast is but to wear A braid of his fair lady's hair . " . " I thank thee , Roderick , for ...
... heaven , I change My thought , and hold thy valor light As that of some vain carpet knight , Who ill deserved my courteous care , And whose best boast is but to wear A braid of his fair lady's hair . " . " I thank thee , Roderick , for ...
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Page 270 - ... a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours. Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought...
Page 384 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Page 401 - To draw no envy, SHAKESPEARE, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame ; While I confess thy writings to be such, As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much.
Page 371 - A Valediction Forbidding Mourning As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say 'The breath goes now,' and some say 'No'; So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear-floods nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th...
Page 267 - Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant. Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. Say to the court, it glows And shines like rotten wood; Say to the church, it shows What's good, and doth no good: If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. Tell potentates, they live Acting by others' action, Not loved unless they give, Not strong but by affection: If potentates reply, Give potentates the lie.
Page 392 - Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar...
Page 270 - And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land...
Page 265 - And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea, But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three. Ship after ship, the whole night long, their high-built galleons came, Ship after ship, the whole night long, with her battle-thunder and flame; Ship after ship, the whole night long, drew back with her dead and her shame. For some were sunk and many were shatter'd, and so could fight us no more — God of battles, was ever a battle like this in the world before...
Page 309 - Queen ; At whose approach the soul of Petrarch wept, And from thenceforth those graces were not seen, For they this Queen attended ; in whose stead Oblivion laid him down on Laura's hearse.
Page 185 - She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean, Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers...