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... natural tendency to make a stop at the end of each line , whether the sense demands one or not . Try and get them to read in a natural voice , showing that they recognize that what they are reading means something - not in a dreary sing ...
... natural tendency to make a stop at the end of each line , whether the sense demands one or not . Try and get them to read in a natural voice , showing that they recognize that what they are reading means something - not in a dreary sing ...
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... Natural History Museum to see the excellent collection of stuffed British birds , with their actual surroundings reproduced . ] The poet is writing from Italy , and thinks longingly of the beauties of England in April . 1. Oh , to be ...
... Natural History Museum to see the excellent collection of stuffed British birds , with their actual surroundings reproduced . ] The poet is writing from Italy , and thinks longingly of the beauties of England in April . 1. Oh , to be ...
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... natural ) . 8. It is difficult to see how the lark can be said to be like a cloud of fire , except that as flames dart upwards , so does the lark . 9. the blue deep the depth of the blue sky . = 11 , 12. The gray - blue twilight is said ...
... natural ) . 8. It is difficult to see how the lark can be said to be like a cloud of fire , except that as flames dart upwards , so does the lark . 9. the blue deep the depth of the blue sky . = 11 , 12. The gray - blue twilight is said ...
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... natural scenes spoken of in verses 3 , 4 , and 5 . 26-35 . The poet envies the lark its power of singing so freely and happily : he feels that if he could sing in the same way every- one would be bound to listen to him . 26. measures ...
... natural scenes spoken of in verses 3 , 4 , and 5 . 26-35 . The poet envies the lark its power of singing so freely and happily : he feels that if he could sing in the same way every- one would be bound to listen to him . 26. measures ...
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... natural as the rest of the plants and bushes , running here and there anyhow in a sort of playful " sportive " way , instead of in an orderly pattern . = 17. pastoral belonging to shepherds , i.e. altogether rustic , countrified . 20 ...
... natural as the rest of the plants and bushes , running here and there anyhow in a sort of playful " sportive " way , instead of in an orderly pattern . = 17. pastoral belonging to shepherds , i.e. altogether rustic , countrified . 20 ...
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Page 44 - Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 43 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Page 45 - AT the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you set your fancies free, Will they pass to where — by death, fools think, imprisoned — Low he lies who once so loved you, whom you loved so, — Pity me? Oh to love so, be so loved, yet so mistaken! What had I on earth to do With the slothful, with the mawkish, the unmanly?
Page 36 - For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main.
Page 28 - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say, "To-morrow is Saint Crispian." Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say "These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Page 33 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume-flakes...
Page 43 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 45 - And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain, Then a light, then thy breast, O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, And with God be the rest!
Page 42 - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. [The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Page 34 - ... jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground...