English Literature and the Classics: Tragedy

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Clarendon Press, 1912 - 252 pages
 

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Page 187 - And brass eternal slave to mortal rage; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state...
Page 34 - All this long eve, so balmy and serene, Have I been gazing on the western sky, And its peculiar tint of yellow green: And still I gaze— and with how blank an eye!
Page 244 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends...
Page 186 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Page 47 - It visits with inconstant glance Each human heart and countenance, Like hues and harmonies of evening, Like clouds in starlight widely spread, Like memory of music fled, Like aught that for its grace may be Dear, and yet dearer for its mystery.
Page 74 - A CHILD Is a man in a small letter, yet the best copy of Adam before he tasted of Eve, or the apple ; and he is happy whose small practice in the world can only write this character.
Page 38 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth...
Page 37 - Have felt whate'er there is of power in sound To breathe an elevated mood, by form Or image unprofaned...
Page 186 - As the soul of Euphorbus was thought to live in Pythagoras, so the sweet witty soul of Ovid lives in mellifluous and honey-tongued Shakespeare ; witness his Venus and Adonis, his Lucrece, his sugared sonnets among his private friends, &c.
Page 33 - But now afflictions bow me down to earth: Nor care I that they rob me of my mirth; But oh ! each visitation Suspends what nature gave me at my birth, My shaping spirit of Imagination.

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