Chaucer to DonneThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan and Company, 1880 |
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Strana xi
... LORD BUCKHURST ( 1536-1608 ) . Extract from The Induction 267 268 The Dean of St. Paul's 270 271 Complaint of the Duke of Buckingham Sleep · 273 274 EDMUND SPENSER ( 1552-1598 ) Extracts from The Shepheard's Calender CONTENTS . xi.
... LORD BUCKHURST ( 1536-1608 ) . Extract from The Induction 267 268 The Dean of St. Paul's 270 271 Complaint of the Duke of Buckingham Sleep · 273 274 EDMUND SPENSER ( 1552-1598 ) Extracts from The Shepheard's Calender CONTENTS . xi.
Strana xii
... LORD BROOKE ( 1554-1628 ) Extracts from Mustapha : Chorus of Tartars Chorus of Priests · Chorus from Alaham Extracts from Caelica : Seed - time and Harvest Elizabetha Regina Sonnet • An Elegy on Sir Philip Sidney SIR EDWARD DYER ( 1550 ...
... LORD BROOKE ( 1554-1628 ) Extracts from Mustapha : Chorus of Tartars Chorus of Priests · Chorus from Alaham Extracts from Caelica : Seed - time and Harvest Elizabetha Regina Sonnet • An Elegy on Sir Philip Sidney SIR EDWARD DYER ( 1550 ...
Strana xxv
... lord who nourished him .'— Chanson de Roland , iii . 939-942 . 2 ' So said she ; they long since in Earth's soft arms were reposing , There , in their own dear land , their father land , Lacedæmon . ' Iliad , iii . 243-4 ( translated by ...
... lord who nourished him .'— Chanson de Roland , iii . 939-942 . 2 ' So said she ; they long since in Earth's soft arms were reposing , There , in their own dear land , their father land , Lacedæmon . ' Iliad , iii . 243-4 ( translated by ...
Strana 20
... Lord ! so he was glad , and wel bygon ! Criseyde aros , no longer she ne stente , But streght into hire closet wente anon , And set hire down , as stille as any ston , And every word gon up and down to wynde , That he hadde seyde , as ...
... Lord ! so he was glad , and wel bygon ! Criseyde aros , no longer she ne stente , But streght into hire closet wente anon , And set hire down , as stille as any ston , And every word gon up and down to wynde , That he hadde seyde , as ...
Strana 26
... , his meynye for to blende3 , A cause he fond in townë for to go , And to Criseydes hous they gonnen wende ; 1 tended towards . 2 vulgar . 3 to deceive his companions . But Lord ! this sely Troilus was wo ! Hym 26 THE ENGLISH POETS .
... , his meynye for to blende3 , A cause he fond in townë for to go , And to Criseydes hous they gonnen wende ; 1 tended towards . 2 vulgar . 3 to deceive his companions . But Lord ! this sely Troilus was wo ! Hym 26 THE ENGLISH POETS .
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Strana 445 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Strana 452 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide, Than public means, which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Strana 444 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Strana 444 - When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...
Strana xlii - Faith, he maunna fa' that! For a' that, and a' that; Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may,— As come it will for a' that,— That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a
Strana 446 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live.
Strana 343 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies ; How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries...
Strana 442 - Proving his beauty by succession thine! This were to be new made when thou art old, And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
Strana 457 - Tu-whit, tu-who - a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl...
Strana xxvii - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?