English Composition: Eight Lectures Given at the Lowell InstituteCharles Scribner's sons, 1891 - 320 pages |
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... once perceive my obliga- tion to the textbooks of Professor A. S. Hill , Pro- fessor Bain , Professor Genung , and the late Professor McElroy . My excuse for offering a new treatment of the subject is that I have found none that seemed ...
... once perceive my obliga- tion to the textbooks of Professor A. S. Hill , Pro- fessor Bain , Professor Genung , and the late Professor McElroy . My excuse for offering a new treatment of the subject is that I have found none that seemed ...
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... once , I do not formally examine the students at all ; but I expect them to have read it intelligently before writing the first theme . Between the first theme and the second , I direct them to read the chapter on Words , the ...
... once , I do not formally examine the students at all ; but I expect them to have read it intelligently before writing the first theme . Between the first theme and the second , I direct them to read the chapter on Words , the ...
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... once intelligently to master the theory of the chapter under consideration , and to display his knowledge of it in an orderly way . And if he criticises well - which proves the case rather oftener than one would expect ― he greatly ...
... once intelligently to master the theory of the chapter under consideration , and to display his knowledge of it in an orderly way . And if he criticises well - which proves the case rather oftener than one would expect ― he greatly ...
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... once published , did I permit myself to use the apparently commercial phrase " at any rate " ? Are not words of Saxon ori- gin invariably preferable to all others ? Should sen- tences be long or short ? These random memories are ...
... once published , did I permit myself to use the apparently commercial phrase " at any rate " ? Are not words of Saxon ori- gin invariably preferable to all others ? Should sen- tences be long or short ? These random memories are ...
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... once , then , and unreal , or better , real and in- tangible , real yet immaterial , each of us who will stop to think must find the thought and the emotion that together make that fresh marvel , - himself . Each of us , I say purposely ...
... once , then , and unreal , or better , real and in- tangible , real yet immaterial , each of us who will stop to think must find the thought and the emotion that together make that fresh marvel , - himself . Each of us , I say purposely ...
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Page 274 - True wit is nature to advantage dress'd ; What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd ; Something, whose truth convinc'd at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind.
Page 273 - If all the pens that ever poets held Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts, And every sweetness that inspired their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes ; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit ; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least,...
Page 57 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
Page 278 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Page 283 - Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Page 251 - When all is done, (he concludes,) human life is at the greatest and the best but like a froward child, that must be played with and humoured a little to keep it quiet, till it falls asleep, and then the care is over.
Page 95 - KNOWING that you was my old master's good friend, I could not forbear sending you the melancholy news of his death, which has afflicted the whole country, as well as his poor servants, who loved him, I may say, better than we did our lives. I am afraid he caught his death the last county...
Page 7 - Thither our path lies; wind we up the heights: Wait ye the warning? Our low life was the level's and the night's; He's for the morning. Step to a tune, square chests, erect each head, 'Ware the beholders! This is our master, famous calm and dead, Borne on our shoulders.
Page 284 - There is a willow grows aslant 'a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream ; There with fantastic garlands did she come Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them...
Page 170 - No more firing was heard at Brussels — the pursuit rolled miles away. Darkness came down on the field and city : and Amelia was praying for George, who was lying on his face, dead, with a bullet through his heart.