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... Ecclesiastical History The Recorded Miracles - Bede's Latin - Other Writers The Anglo - Saxon Chronicle : its Value Alfred the Great Effect of the Danish Invasions . 37 " 1 CHAPTER V. THE NORMAN CONQUEST AND ITS EARLIEST LITERATURE . 1 *
... Ecclesiastical History The Recorded Miracles - Bede's Latin - Other Writers The Anglo - Saxon Chronicle : its Value Alfred the Great Effect of the Danish Invasions . 37 " 1 CHAPTER V. THE NORMAN CONQUEST AND ITS EARLIEST LITERATURE . 1 *
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... Latin Chron- - icles Anglo - Norman Poets - Richard Wace Other Poets CHAPTER VI . THE MORNING TWILIGHT OF ENGLISH LITERATURE , Semi - Saxon Literature Gloucester Creed - Layamon The Ormulum PAGE • 45 Langland . Piers Plowman Piers ...
... Latin Chron- - icles Anglo - Norman Poets - Richard Wace Other Poets CHAPTER VI . THE MORNING TWILIGHT OF ENGLISH LITERATURE , Semi - Saxon Literature Gloucester Creed - Layamon The Ormulum PAGE • 45 Langland . Piers Plowman Piers ...
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... Latin words , expressive of things and notions of which the British had no previous knowledge , were adopted by them , and many of the Celtic inhabitants who submitted to these conquerors learned and used the Latin language . When the ...
... Latin words , expressive of things and notions of which the British had no previous knowledge , were adopted by them , and many of the Celtic inhabitants who submitted to these conquerors learned and used the Latin language . When the ...
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... Latin language upon the Celtic dialects cannot be determined ; it seems to have been slight , and , on the other hand , it may be safely assumed that the Celtic did not contribute much to the world - absorbing Latin . The chief feature ...
... Latin language upon the Celtic dialects cannot be determined ; it seems to have been slight , and , on the other hand , it may be safely assumed that the Celtic did not contribute much to the world - absorbing Latin . The chief feature ...
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... Latin : the oldest Irish work extant is called the Psalter of Cashel , which is a compilation of the songs of the early bards , and of metrical legends , made in the ninth cen- tury by Cormac Mac Culinan , who claimed to be King of ...
... Latin : the oldest Irish work extant is called the Psalter of Cashel , which is a compilation of the songs of the early bards , and of metrical legends , made in the ninth cen- tury by Cormac Mac Culinan , who claimed to be King of ...
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Page 152 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 179 - O run; prevent them with thy humble ode, And lay it lowly at his blessed feet; Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet And join thy voice unto the angel quire, From out his secret altar touched with hallowed fire.
Page 321 - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and perhaps the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
Page 326 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand ; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Page 409 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Page 189 - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star...
Page 417 - The language, too, of these men has been adopted (purified indeed from what appear to be its real defects, from all lasting and rational causes of dislike or disgust) because such men hourly communicate with the best objects from which the best part of language is originally derived...
Page 327 - Is not a Patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; 3 till I am known, and do not want it.
Page 186 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Page 193 - CYRIACK, this three years day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope ; but still bear up and steer Right onward.