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Page 170 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Page 155 - Mrs. Browning met us at the door of the drawing-room, and greeted us most kindly — a pale, small person, scarcely embodied at all ; at any rate, only [p. 12] substantial enough to put forth her slender fingers to be grasped, and to speak with a shrill, yet sweet, tenuity of voice. Really, I do not see how Mr. Browning can suppose that he has an earthly wife any more than an earthly child ; both are of the elfin race, and will flit away from him some day when he least thinks of it.
Page 114 - SERIES], due in advance on the 1st of JANUARY, and should be paid either to the Society's Account at the Head Office of the Union Bank of London, Princes Street, London, EG, or by Cheque, Postal Order, or MoneyOrder to the Hon.
Page 144 - Lead us into no such temptations. Lord ! " Yea, but, O Thou whose servants are the bold, Lead such temptations by the head and hair, Reluctant dragons, up to who dares fight, That so he may do battle and have praise...
Page 130 - I know no other piece of modern English prose or poetry, in which there is so much told, as in these lines, of the Renaissance spirit,— its worldliness, inconsistency, pride, hypocrisy, ignorance of itself, love of art, of Luxury, and of good Latin.
Page 140 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good, shall exist: Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power, Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
Page 114 - Furnivall in 1864 for the purpose of bringing the mass of Old English Literature within the reach of the ordinary student, and of wiping away the reproach under which England had long rested, of having felt little interest in the monuments of her early language and life.
Page 161 - Italy, my Italy ! Queen Mary's saying serves for me — (When fortune's malice Lost her, Calais) Open my heart and you will see Graved inside of it,