En 206-012 British Literary Test 1

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MUCH have I travell'd in the realms of gold,
"And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
Round many western islands have I been"

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John Keats

On first looking into Chapman's Homer

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Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.

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John Keats

On first looking into Chapman's Homer

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Oft of one wide expanse had I been told 5
That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne:
Yet did I never breathe its pure serene

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John Keats

On first looking into Chapman's Homer

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Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:

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John Keats

On first looking into Chapman's Homer

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Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;

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John Keats

On first looking into Chapman's Homer

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Or like stout Cortez, when with eagle eyes
He stared at the Pacific—and all his men

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John Keats

On first looking into Chapman's Homer

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Look'd at each other with a wild surmise—
Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

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John Keats

On first looking into Chapman's Homer

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OH! what's the matter? what's the matter? What is't that ails young Harry Gill? That evermore his teeth they chatter, Chatter, chatter, chatter still! Of waistcoats Harry has no lack, Good duffle grey, and flannel fine; He has a blanket on his back, And coats enough to smother nine.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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In March, December, and in July,
'Tis all the same with Harry Gill;
The neighbours tell, and tell you truly,
His teeth they chatter, chatter still.
At night, at morning, and at noon,
'Tis all the same with Harry Gill;
Beneath the sun, beneath the moon,
His teeth they chatter, chatter still.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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Young Harry was a lusty drover,
And who so stout of limb as he?
His cheeks were red as ruddy clover,
His voice was like the voice of three.
Auld Goody Blake was old and poor,
Ill fed she was, and thinly clad;
And any man who pass'd her door,
Might see how poor a hut she had.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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All day she spun in her poor dwelling,
And then her three hours' work at night!
Alas! 'twas hardly worth the telling,
It would not pay for candle-light.
--This woman dwelt in Dorsetshire,
Her hut was on a cold hill-side,
And in that country coals are dear,
For they come far by wind and tide.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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By the same fire to boil their pottage,
Two poor old dames as I have known,
Will often live in one small cottage,
But she, poor woman, dwelt alone.
'Twas well enough when summer came,
The long, warm, lightsome summer-day,
Then at her door the _canty_ dame
Would sit, as any linnet gay.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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But when the ice our streams did fetter,
Oh! then how her old bones would shake!
You would have said, if you had met her,
'Twas a hard time for Goody Blake.
Her evenings then were dull and dead;
Sad case it was, as you may think,
For very cold to go to bed,
And then for cold not sleep a wink.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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Oh joy for her! whene'er in winter
The winds at night had made a rout,
And scatter'd many a lusty splinter,
And many a rotten bough about.
Yet never had she, well or sick,
As every man who knew her says,
A pile before hand, wood or stick,
Enough to warm her for three days.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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Now when the frost was past enduring,
And made her poor old bones to ache,
Could any thing be more alluring,
Than an old hedge to Goody Blake?
And now and then, it must be said,
When her old bones were cold and chill,
She left her fire, or left her bed,
To seek the hedge of Harry Gill.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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Now Harry he had long suspected
This trespass of old Goody Blake,
And vow'd that she should be detected,
And he on her would vengeance take.
And oft from his warm fire he'd go,
And to the fields his road would take,
And there, at night, in frost and snow,
He watch'd to seize old Goody Blake.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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And once, behind a rick of barley,
Thus looking out did Harry stand;
The moon was full and shining clearly,
And crisp with frost the stubble land.
--He hears a noise--he's all awake--
Again?--on tip-toe down the hill
He softly creeps--'Tis Goody Blake,
She's at the hedge of Harry Gill.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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Right glad was he when he beheld her;
Stick after stick did Goody pull,
He stood behind a bush of elder,
Till she had filled her apron full.
When with her load she turned about,
The bye-road back again to take,
He started forward with a shout,
And sprang upon poor Goody Blake.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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And fiercely by the arm he took her,
And by the arm he held her fast,
And fiercely by the arm he shook her,
And cried, "I've caught you then at last!"
Then Goody, who had nothing said,
Her bundle from her lap let fall;
And kneeling on the sticks, she pray'd
To God that is the judge of all.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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She pray'd, her wither'd hand uprearing,
While Harry held her by the arm--
"God! who art never out of hearing,
O may he never more be warm!"
The cold, cold moon above her head,
Thus on her knees did Goody pray,
Young Harry heard what she had said;
And icy-cold he turned away.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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He went complaining all the morrow
That he was cold and very chill:
His face was gloom, his heart was sorrow,
Alas! that day for Harry Gill!
That day he wore a riding-coat,
But not a whit the warmer he:
Another was on Thursday brought,
And ere the Sabbath he had three.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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'Twas all in vain, a useless matter,
And blankets were about him pinn'd;
Yet still his jaws and teeth they clatter,
Like a loose casement in the wind.
And Harry's flesh it fell away;
And all who see him say 'tis plain,
That, live as long as live he may,
He never will be warm again.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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No word to any man he utters,
A-bed or up, to young or old;
But ever to himself he mutters,
"Poor Harry Gill is very cold."
A-bed or up, by night or day;
His teeth they chatter, chatter still.
Now think, ye farmers all, I pray,
Of Goody Blake and Harry Gill.

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William Wordsworth

Goody Blake and Harry Gill

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He was not an ill-disposed young man, unless to be rather cold hearted, and rather selfish, is to be ill-disposed

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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People always live forever when there is an annuity to be paid them . . .

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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He was not handsome, and his manners required intimacy to make them pleasing. He was too diffident to do justice to himself; but when his natural shyness was overcome, his behaviour gave every indication of an open, affectionate heart.

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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Her mind did become settled, but it was settled in a gloomy dejection. She felt the loss of Willoughby's character yet more heavily than she had felt the loss of his heart...

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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Fortunately for those who pay their court through such foibles, a fond mother, though, in pursuit of praise for her children, the most rapacious of human beings, is likewise the most credulous; her demands are exorbitant; but she will swallow any thing...

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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Elinor was to be the comforter of others in her own distresses, no less than in theirs; and all the comfort that could be given by assurances of her own composure of mind, and a very earnest vindication of Edward from every charge but of imprudence, was readily offered.

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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The pleasantness of an employment does not always evince its propriety.

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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Yet there is something so amiable in the prejudices of a young mind, that one is sorry to see them give way to the reception of more general opinions.

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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They gave themselves up wholly to their sorrow, seeking increase of wretchedness in every reflection that could afford it, and resolved against ever admitting consolation in future.

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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His own enjoyment, or his own ease, was, in every particular, his ruling principle.

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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I suppose you know, ma'am, that Mr. Ferrars is married.

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin

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As it was impossible however now to prevent their coming, Lady Middleton resigned herself to the idea of it, with all the philosophy of a well bred woman, contenting herself with merely giving her husband a gentle reprimand on the subject five or six times every day.

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Sense and Sensibility

Jane Austin