The Poems of Geoffrey Chaucer, Modernized ...Whittaker & Company, 1841 - Всего страниц: 331 |
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Стр. 270 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Стр. lxix - There is not wind enough in the air To move away the ringlet curl From the lovely lady's cheek — There is n^ttt wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Стр. xiii - For letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...
Стр. xiv - Anger dared the pallid Fear ; Next stood Hypocrisy, with holy leer ; Soft smiling, and demurely looking down, But hid the dagger underneath the gown : The assassinating wife, the household fiend, And far the blackest there, the traitor-friend. On t' other side there stood Destruction bare ; Unpunish'd Rapine, and a waste of war.
Стр. lxxv - MANY a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, Never thus could voyage on Day and night, and night and day, Drifting on his dreary way, With the solid darkness black Closing round his vessel's track; Whilst above the sunless sky, Big with clouds, hangs heavily...
Стр. xxxix - The verse of Chaucer, I confess, is not harmonious to us ; but is like the eloquence of one whom Tacitus commends, it was auribus istius temporis accommodata : they who lived with him, and some time after him, thought it musical ; and it continues so even in our judgment, if compared with the numbers of Lydgate and Gower, his contemporaries : there is the rude sweetness of a Scotch tune in it, which is natural and pleasing, though not perfect.
Стр. xv - Yet could he not his closing eyes withdraw, Though less and less of Emily he saw: So speechless for a little space he lay, Then grasp'd the hand he held, and sigh'd his soul away.
Стр. 1 - Old Chaucer, like the morning star, To us discovers day from far. His light those mists and clouds dissolv'd Which our dark nation long involv'd ; But he, descending to the shades, Darkness again the age invades...
Стр. xxxix - Tis true I cannot go so far as he who published the last edition of him, for he would make us believe the fault is in our ears, and that there were really ten syllables in a verse where we find but nine; but this opinion is not worth confuting...
Стр. 2 - For many a cheerful day. These ancient walls Have often heard him, while his legends blithe He sang; of love, or knighthood, or the wiles Of homely life; through each estate and age, The fashions and the follies of the world With cunning hand portraying. Though perchance From Blenheim's towers...