Three Centuries of English Poetry: Being Selections from Chaucer to HerrickMacmillan, 1877 - 391 Seiten |
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... noble have to sing . " Spenser . " Fear is more pain than is the pain it fears . " " Her eyes are sapphires set in snow , Sidney . Refining heaven with every wink . ” " Death , that sits Lodge . Upon the fist of Fate past highest air ...
... noble have to sing . " Spenser . " Fear is more pain than is the pain it fears . " " Her eyes are sapphires set in snow , Sidney . Refining heaven with every wink . ” " Death , that sits Lodge . Upon the fist of Fate past highest air ...
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... noble and cultured society in the kingdom ; and it was the influence of their writings , united with that of the court , which gave to this particular form of East Midland English the superior rank which it has ever since held among ...
... noble and cultured society in the kingdom ; and it was the influence of their writings , united with that of the court , which gave to this particular form of East Midland English the superior rank which it has ever since held among ...
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... noble gift of her mercy . 6 FROM TROILUS AND CRESEIDE . LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT . But , as she sat alone and thoughtè thus , The ascry arose at skarmochR all without ; And men cried in the street , " See , Troilus Hath right now put to ...
... noble gift of her mercy . 6 FROM TROILUS AND CRESEIDE . LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT . But , as she sat alone and thoughtè thus , The ascry arose at skarmochR all without ; And men cried in the street , " See , Troilus Hath right now put to ...
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... noble game How soberly he cast adown his eyen . Creseid anon gan all his chere espien , And let it so soft in her heartè sink That to herself she said , “ Who gave me drink ? " For all her ownè thought she wox all red , Remembering her ...
... noble game How soberly he cast adown his eyen . Creseid anon gan all his chere espien , And let it so soft in her heartè sink That to herself she said , “ Who gave me drink ? " For all her ownè thought she wox all red , Remembering her ...
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... noble goddess of Nature ; Of branches were her hallès and her bowers Y - wrought , after her craft and her measure . Never was fowl that cometh of engendure1 That they ne were all prest in her presence , To take their doom and give her ...
... noble goddess of Nature ; Of branches were her hallès and her bowers Y - wrought , after her craft and her measure . Never was fowl that cometh of engendure1 That they ne were all prest in her presence , To take their doom and give her ...
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Three Centuries of English Poetry: Being Selections from Chaucer to Herrick Rosaline Orme Masson Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Æneid anon beast beauty Ben Jonson bird birdès Book Cambridge Chaucer College Court Crown 8vo Cuckoo dead death delight doth dread Edition England's Helicon English English poetry eyes fair Fcap fear Fellow flowers foes frae garlands Gavin Douglas gentle gold golden grace green hand hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly Heigh-ho Henry Henry VIII honour King kiss lady literary live London Lord merry micht mind never night noble nocht nought Owens College pain pastoral Phoebus pity poem poet poetry Professor Queen quoth reign rich richt ROBERT HENRYSON rose Scottish shepherd sing song Sonnets sorrow soul Spenser suld sweet tears Testament of Cresseid thee thing THOMAS OCCLEVE thou thought tree Trinity College unto verse weell weep Whilk wight wist withouten wood
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 207 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Seite 253 - Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles to-day, Tomorrow will be dying.
Seite 230 - Yet must I not give Nature all; thy Art My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Seite 155 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Seite 205 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Seite 203 - Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune...
Seite 158 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Seite 209 - Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Seite 305 - ON THE STUDY OF WORDS. Lectures addressed (originally) to the Pupils at the Diocesan Training School, Winchester. Seventeenth Edition, revised. Fcap. 8vo. $s. ENGLISH, PAST AND PRESENT. Tenth Edition, revised and improved. Fcap. 8vo. $s. A SELECT GLOSSARY OF ENGLISH WORDS, used formerly in Senses Different from their Present.
Seite 200 - Time's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light, To stamp the seal of time in aged things, To wake the morn, and sentinel the night, To wrong the wronger till he render right ; To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours, And smear with dust their glittering golden towers : 1 To fill with worm-holes stately monuments, To feed oblivion with decay of things, To blot old books, and alter their contents, To pluck the quills from ancient ravens...