Geschichte der englischen sprache und literatur

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J. U. Kern, 1853 - 228 pages

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Page 84 - And other fell on good ground, and did yield fruit that sprang up and increased; and brought forth, some thirty, and some sixty, and some an hundred.
Page 84 - And some fell on stony ground, where it had not much earth ; and immediately it sprang up, because it had no depth of earth : 6 But when the sun was up, it was scorched : and because it had no root, it withered away.
Page 176 - Men speken of romaunces of pris Of Horn-Child, and of Ipotis Of Bevis, and Sire Guy Of Sire Libeux, and Pleindamour, But Sire Thopas, he bereth the flour Of real chevalrie.
Page 99 - ANGLO-SAXON VERSION OF THE STORY OF APOLLONIUS of Tyre ;— upon which is founded the Play of Pericles, attributed to Shakespeare; — from a MS., with a Translation and Glossary.
Page 114 - GUIDE TO THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE : on the Basis of Professor Rask's Grammar ; to which are added, Reading Lessons, in Verse and Prose, with Notes, for the use of Learners. By EJ Vernon, BA, Oxon. 12mo, cloth, 5s.
Page 161 - His ordinary form of indignant denial was, " Do you take me for an Englishman?" The descendant of such a gentleman a hundred years later was proud of the English name.
Page 139 - Sketches of the History of Literature and Learning in England from the Norman Conquest to the Present Time...
Page 188 - And whan he rode, men mighte his bridel here Gingeling in a whistling wind as clere, And eke as loude, as doth the chapell belle, Ther as this lord was keper of the celle. The reule of seint Maure and of seint Beneit, Because that it was olde and somdele streit, This ilke monk lette olde thinges pace, And held after the newe world the trace. He yave not of the text a pulled hen...
Page 188 - Short was his goune, with sleves long and wide. Wel coude he sitte on hors, and fayre ride. He coude songes make, and wel endite, Juste and eke dance, and wel pourtraie and write. So hote he loved, that by nightertale He slep no more than doth the nightingale.
Page 188 - In alle his lif, unto no manere wight. He was a veray parfit gentil knight. But for to tellen you of his araie, His hors was good, but he ne was not gaie. Of fustian he wered a gipon, Alle besmotred with his habergeon, For he was late ycome fro his viage, And wente for to don his pilgrimage.

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