English Literature and Its Backgrounds: From the forerunners of romanticism to the presentDryden Press, 1966 - Comparative literature |
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... stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails the dew did drip- Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon , with one bright star Within the nether tip . 210 " One after one ...
... stars were dim , and thick the night , The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white ; From the sails the dew did drip- Till clomb above the eastern bar The horned Moon , with one bright star Within the nether tip . 210 " One after one ...
Page 318
... stars , like Ariadne's tiar : Her head was serpent , but ah , bitter - sweet ! She had a woman's mouth with all its ... stars into which Ariadne was transformed after her marriage with Bacchus . Keats is thinking of a picture by Titian ...
... stars , like Ariadne's tiar : Her head was serpent , but ah , bitter - sweet ! She had a woman's mouth with all its ... stars into which Ariadne was transformed after her marriage with Bacchus . Keats is thinking of a picture by Titian ...
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... Stars , I Have Seen Them Fall Stars , I have seen them fall , But when they drop and die No star is lost at all With Seed the Sowers Scatter With seed the sowers scatter The furrows as they go ; Poor lads , ' tis little matter How many ...
... Stars , I Have Seen Them Fall Stars , I have seen them fall , But when they drop and die No star is lost at all With Seed the Sowers Scatter With seed the sowers scatter The furrows as they go ; Poor lads , ' tis little matter How many ...
Contents
The Forerunners of Romanticism | 1 |
GENERAL INTRODUCTION | 7 |
THOMAS GRAY 17161771 | 26 |
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