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JOHN TATHAM . GRANGER says , he was erroneously called City Poet , but has
omitted to give his reasons for this assertion ; which , indeed , is contradicted by a
pageant written by Tatham in celebration of Sir John Frederick ' s mayoralty in ...
JOHN TATHAM . GRANGER says , he was erroneously called City Poet , but has
omitted to give his reasons for this assertion ; which , indeed , is contradicted by a
pageant written by Tatham in celebration of Sir John Frederick ' s mayoralty in ...
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Chor . Which are threeThree times threeTir . By hell ' s blue flame ! By the Stygian
lake ! And by Demogorgon ' s name At which ghosts quake ! Hear and appear !
JOHN COLLOP . His productions were printed by himself , JOHN PRYDEN .
Chor . Which are threeThree times threeTir . By hell ' s blue flame ! By the Stygian
lake ! And by Demogorgon ' s name At which ghosts quake ! Hear and appear !
JOHN COLLOP . His productions were printed by himself , JOHN PRYDEN .
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Then , Euphormia , be not still A prisoner to a fonder will ; Nor let ' s in vain Thus
Nature blame , ' Cause she confines To barren grounds the richer mines . SIR
JOHN MENNIS , AND JAMES SMITH . These gentlemen JOHN COLLOP . 349.
Then , Euphormia , be not still A prisoner to a fonder will ; Nor let ' s in vain Thus
Nature blame , ' Cause she confines To barren grounds the richer mines . SIR
JOHN MENNIS , AND JAMES SMITH . These gentlemen JOHN COLLOP . 349.
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John Hall , ii . 101 . Blessings as rich and fragrant crown your heads . Vaughan ,
jü . 308 . Blow , blow thou winter - wind . Shakspeare , ii . 303 . But let the Kentish
lad that lately taught . G . Fletcher , iii . 49 . Cruel you be , who can say nay .
John Hall , ii . 101 . Blessings as rich and fragrant crown your heads . Vaughan ,
jü . 308 . Blow , blow thou winter - wind . Shakspeare , ii . 303 . But let the Kentish
lad that lately taught . G . Fletcher , iii . 49 . Cruel you be , who can say nay .
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John Hall , ii . 104 . The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy . Queen
Elizabeth , ii . 136 . The earth , late choak ' d with showers . Lodge , ii . 254 . The
fountains drink caves subterrene . Fleckno , ii . 311 . The glories of our blood and
state .
John Hall , ii . 104 . The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy . Queen
Elizabeth , ii . 136 . The earth , late choak ' d with showers . Lodge , ii . 254 . The
fountains drink caves subterrene . Fleckno , ii . 311 . The glories of our blood and
state .
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Стр. 176 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Стр. 25 - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
Стр. 122 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Стр. 204 - CAPTAIN or colonel, or knight in arms, Whose chance on these defenceless doors may seize, If deed of honour did thee ever please, Guard them, and him within protect from harms. He can requite thee, for he knows the charms That call fame on such gentle acts as these, And he can spread thy name o'er lands and seas, Whatever clime the sun's bright circle warms. Lift not thy spear against the Muses...
Стр. 255 - TELL me not, sweet, I am unkind, — That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field ; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you, too, shall adore ; I could not love thee, dear, so much. Loved I not honour more.
Стр. 224 - ... lover? Prithee why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee why so pale? Why so dull and mute, young sinner? Prithee why so mute? Will, when speaking well can't win her, Saying nothing do't?
Стр. 256 - Prison WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates — When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Стр. 231 - The side that's next the sun. Her lips were red, and one was thin, Compar'd to that was next her chin (Some bee had stung it newly) ; But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face ; I durst no more upon them gaze Than on the sun in July.
Стр. 90 - The strange music of the waves Beating on these hollow caves, This black den which rocks emboss, Overgrown with eldest moss, The rude portals that give light More to terror than delight, This my chamber of neglect Walled about with disrespect, From all these and this dull air,— A fit object for despair, — She hath taught me, by her might, To draw comfort and delight.
Стр. 203 - Now the bright Morning Star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose.
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| Название | Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, with a Biography of Each Poet, &c, Том 3 Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, with a Biography of Each Poet, &c, George Ellis |
| Автор | George Ellis |
| Издание: | 3 |
| Издатель | H. Washbourne, 1845 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Гарвардский университет |
| Оцифровано | 14 авг 2007 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 458 |
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