And this marriage of poetry and history remained a solid relationship throughout the classical period.

[…] I could no more travel the same Path, again and again, than I could have Patience to mount a managed Horse, in the Riding-House, and curvet it in the same Spot, for three Hours together.

It was stated by Mr. Miller, that the common method was, formerly, to sow the barley-seed with a broadcast at two sowings; the first being harrowed in once, but the second not until the seed is buried; […]

Phoh! Phoh! said Edmund, as if speaking to himself, it can never be — Helen has never mentioned it in her letters — Phoh, Tom, impossible.