Englische Studien, Volum 37

O. R. Reisland, 1907

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Pŕgina 111 - Nothing could stop that astonishing infantry. No sudden burst of undisciplined valour, no nervous enthusiasm weakened the stability of their order, their flashing eyes were bent on the dark columns in their front, their measured tread shook the ground, their dreadful volleys swept away the head of every formation, their deafening shouts overpowered the dissonant cries that broke from all parts of the tumultuous crowd...
Pŕgina 174 - And betimes I will, to the weird sisters : More shall they speak ; for now I am bent to know, By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good, All causes shall give way : I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Strange things I have in head, that will to hand ; Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
Pŕgina 111 - ... bent on the dark columns in their front ; their measured tread shook the ground ; their dreadful volleys swept away the head of every formation; their deafening shouts overpowered the dissonant cries that broke from all parts of the tumultuous crowd, as foot by foot and with a horrid carnage it was driven by the incessant vigour of the attack to the farthest edge of the hill.
Pŕgina 176 - Midst others of less note came one frail form, A phantom among men, companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm, Whose thunder is its knell. He, as I guess Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness Actaeon-like ; and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts along that rugged way Pursued like raging hounds their father and their prey.
Pŕgina 275 - Gordon ; and every day, from the rising up of the sun to the going down of the same, pray for his health and vigour.
Pŕgina 123 - Restore the ancient tragic line, And emulate the notes that rung From the wild harp, which silent hung By silver Avon's holy shore, Till twice an hundred years...
Pŕgina 108 - Mean while, the Highlands may become the fairy ground for romance and poetry, or subject of experiment for the professors of speculation, political and economical. — But if the hour of need should come — and it may not, perhaps, be far distant — the pibrnch may sound through the deserted region, but the summons will remain unanswered.
Pŕgina 165 - I put my hat upon my head And walked into the Strand, And there I met another man . Whose hat was in his hand.
Pŕgina 108 - But in other, and in but too many instances, the glens of the Highlands have been drained, not of their superfluity of population, but of the whole mass of the inhabitants, dispossessed by an unrelenting avarice, which will be one day found to have been as shortsighted as it is unjust and selfish.
Pŕgina 36 - Holde me excused, for why my will is good, Men to induce vnto vertue and goodnes ; I write no ieste ne tale of Robin Hood, Nor sowe no sparkles ne sede of viciousnes ; Wise men loue vertue, wilde people wantonnes...

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