Gray's Elegy: With Literary and Grammatical Explanations and Comments, and Suggestions as to how it Should be TaughtO., C. K. Hamilton & Company, 1886 - 46 páginas |
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adjective adverb alliteration ambition animated bust artless tale beautiful C. K. HAMILTON Canterbury Cathedral church churchyard CONCLUSION.-The Cromwell death defence distant folds Dodsley dread abode droning dumb forgetfulness E'en English epitaph erected euphemisms for death frail memorial funeral song gems grand grave grave-yard Gray GRAY'S ELEGY head-board Heraldry hoary-headed swain Horace Walpole humble indicated interpretation INTRODUCTORY.-The ivy-mantled kindred spirit LEBANON Let the class Let the pupils literary lives lot forbade Luxury and Pride means melancholy meter Method Milton mindful of th morning Muse's NATIONAL NORMAL UNIVERSITY o'er object original Paradise Lost PARAPHRASE paths of glory persons poet poet's poetical poetry popular preceding stanza prey to dumb reader recitation rhyme rude forefathers scene School Expositions sculptured shrine solemn soul Stevens Stoke Pogis storied urn Suppressed Stanza swain may say syllable teacher thought tion tomb tree U. S. History unhonor'd dead whole poem wood woodlark word
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Página 36 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Página 42 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heav'n did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Mis'ry all he had, a tear, He gain'd from heav'n ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of...
Página 39 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 31 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Página 30 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Página 34 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
Página 29 - Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood ; Some mute, inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Página 17 - The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Página 32 - Their name, their years, spelt by th' unletter'd muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb Forgetfulness a prey...
Página 20 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!