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... let him to whom all should bow 28 speak ( = Arthur ) 31 ob- dais 30 happening serves courteously greeted him afraid in- deed 35 house 36 I am called 32 33 34 AE Light luflych1 adoun , and lenge , I the praye GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT 37.
... let him to whom all should bow 28 speak ( = Arthur ) 31 ob- dais 30 happening serves courteously greeted him afraid in- deed 35 house 36 I am called 32 33 34 AE Light luflych1 adoun , and lenge , I the praye GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT 37.
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... 15 fine sports 16 shown 17 declare 18 has drawn 29 come 22 hauberk 27 war garments match graciously game 30 answered 31 ask 32 there 36 weak 33 34 85 For - thy1 I crave in this court a Crystemas 38 GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT 273.
... 15 fine sports 16 shown 17 declare 18 has drawn 29 come 22 hauberk 27 war garments match graciously game 30 answered 31 ask 32 there 36 weak 33 34 85 For - thy1 I crave in this court a Crystemas 38 GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT 273.
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... so 32 when none would reply aloud 34 and made full preparation 30 33 coughed 35 got ready 36 knight 37 of which all the fame goes Where is now your sourquydrye1 and your conquestes , Your GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT 39.
... so 32 when none would reply aloud 34 and made full preparation 30 33 coughed 35 got ready 36 knight 37 of which all the fame goes Where is now your sourquydrye1 and your conquestes , Your GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT 39.
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... frightened axe thy boon 21 grasped 22 shaft 23 fiercely mo tall 25 taller 26 fierce look 27 dry , witho 28 dispirited 29 strong blows Then any burne1 upon bench hade broght hym to drynk 40 GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT.
... frightened axe thy boon 21 grasped 22 shaft 23 fiercely mo tall 25 taller 26 fierce look 27 dry , witho 28 dispirited 29 strong blows Then any burne1 upon bench hade broght hym to drynk 40 GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT.
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... Gawain , who sat by the queen , Of wyne . Gawan , that sate bi the quene , To the kyng he can 2 enclyne , " I be - seche now with sawez sene , 3 This melly mot1 be myne . XVI 340 To the king he did encline , " Wolde ye , worthilych 5 ...
... Gawain , who sat by the queen , Of wyne . Gawan , that sate bi the quene , To the kyng he can 2 enclyne , " I be - seche now with sawez sene , 3 This melly mot1 be myne . XVI 340 To the king he did encline , " Wolde ye , worthilych 5 ...
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Æsop beauty Beowulf birds breath bright Byrhtnoth called dark dead dear death doth dream earth eyes face fair father fear fire flowers Gawain Geats glory Grendel hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hell Hind Horn honour Hrothgar human Hygelac king kyng lady Lady of Shalott land light live look Lord mighty mind Mother nature never night nymph o'er once Oxus pain pass passion play pleasure poet quoth Rhodope round Rustum sayd sche Scyldings SEMICHORUS shalt sigh sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood sweet Tabary tears tell thanes thee ther thine things thou art thought tion turn Twas unto voice weep wild wind wings wonder words wyfe wyll young youth ΙΟ
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Page 142 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Page 533 - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star. Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
Page 415 - Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends And youths and maidens gay!
Page 547 - Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!
Page 552 - for Aix is in sight !" "How they'll greet us !" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Page 494 - WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the
Page 651 - Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more, day by day, You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget...
Page 450 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye Whose agonies are evils of a day ! — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
Page 533 - Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho...
Page 432 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake...