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... blood : and it is not without cause that the tardy shade of Bussy rises to rebuke the tardier hand of his brother in words heavier and more bitter than any that fall from the majesty of buried Denmark . The quaint contrast between the ...
... blood : and it is not without cause that the tardy shade of Bussy rises to rebuke the tardier hand of his brother in words heavier and more bitter than any that fall from the majesty of buried Denmark . The quaint contrast between the ...
Стр. xlvi
... blood with the king's mistress that revenge which at the first occasion given the duchess was not slow to exact from her lover on the triumphant enemy of her kinsman . The haughty integrity which involved and upheld Chabot in danger and ...
... blood with the king's mistress that revenge which at the first occasion given the duchess was not slow to exact from her lover on the triumphant enemy of her kinsman . The haughty integrity which involved and upheld Chabot in danger and ...
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... blood is better worth remembering than such inquiries are worth pursuing . ' Poor envious souls they are , ' says the poet , ' that cavil at truth's want in these natural fictions ; a reasonable and memorable protest against the ...
... blood is better worth remembering than such inquiries are worth pursuing . ' Poor envious souls they are , ' says the poet , ' that cavil at truth's want in these natural fictions ; a reasonable and memorable protest against the ...
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... blood and shame in whose darkness nothing is discernible but the two masked and muffled figures of treachery and murder , we cannot but remember and apply the parallel drawn by Macaulay from the court of Nero ; nor can it be with simple ...
... blood and shame in whose darkness nothing is discernible but the two masked and muffled figures of treachery and murder , we cannot but remember and apply the parallel drawn by Macaulay from the court of Nero ; nor can it be with simple ...
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... blood cast figures in her eyes , And she supposed she saw in Neptune's skies How her star wander'd , wash'd in smarting brine , For her love's sake , that with immortal wine Should be embathed , and swim in more heart's - ease Than ...
... blood cast figures in her eyes , And she supposed she saw in Neptune's skies How her star wander'd , wash'd in smarting brine , For her love's sake , that with immortal wine Should be embathed , and swim in more heart's - ease Than ...
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The Works of George Chapman: Poems and Minor Translations, Том 2 George Chapman Полный просмотр - 1875 |
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Andromeda bear beauty blest blood bosom breast Bussy d'Ambois cast Chapman dear death deeds Deities divine doth earth eternal Exit eyes fair fall fame fate fear fire flames George Chapman give Gods grace hand hast hath hear heart heaven Helvetius Hermes Hero and Leander Hesiod Homer honour Hymen Iliads immortal Jove Jove's king labour lady Leander learning light live lord love's lute men's mind mistress Muse never night noble nought nuptial Nymphs Ovid oxen peace Perseus Phoebus pleasure poem Poesy poet poison'd poor praise Prince Proberio Pylos rich sacred Second Maiden's Tragedy Sestus shine sight Simplo sing soul spirit sweet thee thine things thou thought true truth Twixt Venus verse vex'd virtue Votarius Wife words worth
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Стр. 61 - And for his love Europa bellowing loud, And tumbling with the Rainbow in a cloud : Blood-quaffing Mars heaving the iron net, Which limping Vulcan and his Cyclops set; Love kindling fire, to burn such towns as Troy...
Стр. lxv - If all the pens that ever poets held Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts. And every sweetness that inspired their hearts. Their minds, and muses on admired themes; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace...
Стр. 60 - Her wide sleeves green, and bordered with a grove, Where Venus in her naked glory strove To please the careless and disdainful eyes Of proud Adonis that before her lies. Her kirtle blue, whereon was many a stain, Made with the blood of wretched lovers slain.
Стр. xxiii - Peele, whose day was now well over ; and even for the firstfruits of ' a person of most reverend aspect, religious and temperate, qualities rarely meeting in a poet,' it will be admitted that the moral tone of Chapman's two earliest comedies is not remarkably high. The first deals solely with the impossible frauds, preposterous adulteries, and farcical murders committed by a disguised hero who assumes the mask of as many pseudonyms to perpetrate his crimes as ever were assumed in Old or New...
Стр. xxxv - What you start from is nothing so definite as an emotion, in any ordinary sense; it is still more certainly not an idea; it is— to adapt two lines of Beddoes to a different meaning— a bodiless childful of life in the gloom Crying with frog voice, "what shall I be?
Стр. 60 - Amorous Leander, beautiful and young, (Whose tragedy divine Musaeus sung) Dwelt at Abydos; since him dwelt there none For whom succeeding times make greater moan. His dangling tresses that were never shorn, Had they been cut and unto Colchos borne, Would have allured the venturous youth of Greece To hazard more than for the Golden Fleece.
Стр. 85 - Virtue's only tire, The reaped harvest of the light, Bound up in sheaves of sacred fire. Love calls to war ; Sighs his alarms, Lips his swords are, The field his arms. Come, Night, and lay thy velvet hand On glorious Day's outfacing face ; And all thy crowned flames command, For torches to our nuptial grace. Love calls to war ; Sighs his alarms. Lips his swords are, The field his arms.
Стр. 60 - Where sparrows perched, of hollow pearl and gold, Such as the world would wonder to behold; Those with sweet water oft her handmaid fills, Which, as she went, would chirrup through the bills.
Стр. lii - All sounds in air ; and left so free mine ears, That I might hear the music of the spheres, And all the angels singing out of heaven ; Whose tunes were solemn, as to passion given ; For now, that Justice was the happiness there For all the wrongs to Right inflicted here, Such was the passion that Peace now put on ; And on all went ; when suddenly was gone All light of heaven before us ; from a wood, Whose...
Стр. 63 - Commit'st a sin far worse than perjury, Even sacrilege against her deity, Through regular and formal purity. To expiate which sin, kiss and shake hands ; Such sacrifice as this Venus demands.