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Page 293 - Tis a little thing To give a cup of water ; yet its draught Of cool refreshment, drained by fevered lips, May give a shock of pleasure to the frame More exquisite than when Nectarean juice Renews the life of joy in happiest hours.
Page 56 - But for to speken of hire conscience, She was so charitable and so pitous, She wolde wepe if that she saw a mous Caughte in a trappe, if it were ded or bledde, Of smale houndes hadde she, that she fedde With rested flesh, and milk, and wastel brede, But sore wept she if on of hem were dede, Or if men smote it with a yerde smert : And all was conscience and tendre herte.
Page 288 - Sir, I have no man, when the water is troubled, to put me into the pool ; but, while I am coming, another steppcth down before me.
Page 147 - A taste for Books is the pleasure and glory of my life. I would not exchange it for the glory of the Indies.
Page 65 - This Latin knew he nothing what it said For he too tender was of age to know ; But to his comrade he repaired, and...
Page 293 - Renews the life of joy in happiest hours. It is a little thing to speak a phrase Of common comfort which by daily use Has almost lost its sense ; yet on the ear Of him who thought to die unmourn'd, 'twill fall Like choicest music...
Page 160 - ... rises into grace or falls into negligence, has so much plain and familiar freedom, that we read no poetry with a deeper conviction of its sentiments having come from the author's heart; and of the enthusiasm, in whatever he describes, having been unfeigned and unexaggerated.
Page 66 - Was fashioned for our blissful Lady free ; Her to salute, and also her to pray To be our help upon our dying day. If there is more in this I know it not ; Song do I learn, — small grammar I have got.