The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 4J. Johnson, 1810 - Всего страниц: 782 |
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Стр. v
... Henry ib . III . 189 Henry to Rosamond . 58 IV . 197 King John to Matilda 60 V. 208 Matilda to King John 62 VI . 214 Queen Isabel to Mortimer 64 VII . 220 Mortimer to Queen Isabel 66 VIII . 225 Edward , the Black Prince , to Alice ...
... Henry ib . III . 189 Henry to Rosamond . 58 IV . 197 King John to Matilda 60 V. 208 Matilda to King John 62 VI . 214 Queen Isabel to Mortimer 64 VII . 220 Mortimer to Queen Isabel 66 VIII . 225 Edward , the Black Prince , to Alice ...
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... Henry Reynolds , Dorset ...... ib . Esq . of Poets and Poesy ... 398 The Description of Elysium 446 Nymphal I. Rodope Dorinda 447 400 II . Lalus , Cleon , Lirope 448 The Owl . 407 II . Doron , Naiis , Chloris , Claia , DoThe Man in the ...
... Henry Reynolds , Dorset ...... ib . Esq . of Poets and Poesy ... 398 The Description of Elysium 446 Nymphal I. Rodope Dorinda 447 400 II . Lalus , Cleon , Lirope 448 The Owl . 407 II . Doron , Naiis , Chloris , Claia , DoThe Man in the ...
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... Henry Godere , he found a liberal patron and friend in sir Walter Aston of Tixhall in Staffordshire , to whom he gratefully dedicates many of his poems ; and sir Henry Godere , sometime before his death , recommended him to the countess ...
... Henry Godere , he found a liberal patron and friend in sir Walter Aston of Tixhall in Staffordshire , to whom he gratefully dedicates many of his poems ; and sir Henry Godere , sometime before his death , recommended him to the countess ...
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... Henry , whom I may rather call her louer , then beloued . Heere must your ladiship behold variablenesse in resolution ; woes constantly grounded , laments abruptly broken off , much confidence , no certaintie , words begetting teares ...
... Henry , whom I may rather call her louer , then beloued . Heere must your ladiship behold variablenesse in resolution ; woes constantly grounded , laments abruptly broken off , much confidence , no certaintie , words begetting teares ...
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... HENRY GOODERE OF POWLSWORTH , KNIGHT . SIR , this poeme of mine , which I imparted to you , at my being with you at your lodging at London , in May last , brought at length to perfection , ( em- boldened by your wonted fauours ) I ...
... HENRY GOODERE OF POWLSWORTH , KNIGHT . SIR , this poeme of mine , which I imparted to you , at my being with you at your lodging at London , in May last , brought at length to perfection , ( em- boldened by your wonted fauours ) I ...
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amongst ancient arms bear beauty behold betwixt blood brave breast Brennus bring Britons brought call'd cast course crown dainty dear death delight dost doth duke duke of York earl earth Edward England English ev'ry eyes fair fall fame fear flood fortune France French friends Gaul goodly grace hand hast hate hath heart Heaven Henry Henry III hills hither holy honour isle Julius Cæsar king land live lord MICHAEL DRAYTON mighty Muse Nennius Neptune never night noble Northumberland nymphs Pict POLY-OLBION pow'r praise prince proud queen quoth rest river Saint Saxons scarce scite Scotland seem'd Severn shepherds shire shore sight sing slain Somerset song stand stood strong Suffolk sundry sweet sword tell Thames thee thence thine things thou tow'rds twixt unto valiant Wales Warwick whence wherein whilst wise wondrous Yorkists
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Стр. 405 - SINCE there's no help, come let us kiss and part, Nay I have done, you get no more of me ; And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free ; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Стр. 428 - FAIR stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Caux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train Landed King Harry.
Стр. 428 - Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight, Yet in that furious fight, Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made, Still as they ran up; Suffolk his axe did ply, Beaumont and Willoughby Bare them right doughtily, Ferrers and Fanhope.
Стр. 374 - From wealthy abbots chests, and churls abundant store, What oftentimes he took, he shar'd among the poor : No lordly bishop came in lusty Robin's way, To him before he went, but for his pass must pay : The widow in distress he graciously...
Стр. 122 - This Puck seems but a dreaming dolt, Still walking like a ragged colt, And oft out of a bush doth bolt, Of purpose to deceive us; And leading us makes us to stray, Long winter's nights, out of the way; And when we stick in mire and clay, Hob doth with laughter leave us.
Стр. 428 - They now to fight are gone, Armour on armour shone, Drum now to drum did groan, To hear was wonder ; That with the cries they make. The very earth did shake. Trumpet to trumpet spake. Thunder to thunder.
Стр. 120 - And somewhat southward toward the noon, Whence lies a way up to the moon, And thence the Fairy can as soon Pass to the earth below it. The walls of spiders...
Стр. 428 - With Spanish yew so strong, Arrows a cloth-yard long That like to serpents stung, Piercing the weather; None from his fellow starts, But playing manly parts, And like true English hearts Stuck close together.
Стр. 405 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Стр. 125 - And suddenly unties the poke, Which out of it sent such a smoke, As ready was them all to choke, So grievous was the pother; So that the knights each other lost, And stood as still as any post; Tom Thumb nor Tomalin could boast Themselves of any other.
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