Remains of the Early Popular Poetry of England, Том 4William Carew Hazlitt J.R. Smith, 1866 |
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... cast a favorable looke upon the wounded estate of a distressed Gentleman that hath borne armes for his Countrey in the hottest broyles of the Netherlands , with the losse of his members ; Cleveland hath felt my strength ; I haue ...
... cast a favorable looke upon the wounded estate of a distressed Gentleman that hath borne armes for his Countrey in the hottest broyles of the Netherlands , with the losse of his members ; Cleveland hath felt my strength ; I haue ...
Стр. 39
... cast vpon these coasts of my Countrey , by the merciles cruelty of the raging and tempestuous seas ; " and he proceeds in a strain of ludicrous hyperbole and rhodomontade , until he has quite over- come his dupe , who hands him ...
... cast vpon these coasts of my Countrey , by the merciles cruelty of the raging and tempestuous seas ; " and he proceeds in a strain of ludicrous hyperbole and rhodomontade , until he has quite over- come his dupe , who hands him ...
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... cast . Copland . More pyte to se our owne nacyon For to behaue them on suche facyon . Surely there is an act of parlyament , That yf ony strong vacabond be hent3 I Mad . 370 i . e . God's armes , nayles , & c . 3 Copland is here ...
... cast . Copland . More pyte to se our owne nacyon For to behaue them on suche facyon . Surely there is an act of parlyament , That yf ony strong vacabond be hent3 I Mad . 370 i . e . God's armes , nayles , & c . 3 Copland is here ...
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... cast ouer my face . Ful little maner , gossop , he hase ; The moste vnkindest man haue I That euer woman laid her by . ¶ And be the day neuer so long , He dooth nothing but chide and brawle : Yea , yea , gossip , the more is my wrong ...
... cast ouer my face . Ful little maner , gossop , he hase ; The moste vnkindest man haue I That euer woman laid her by . ¶ And be the day neuer so long , He dooth nothing but chide and brawle : Yea , yea , gossip , the more is my wrong ...
Стр. 115
... Cast not yourself , gossip , away , Because he playeth the churle with thee ; And by your wil keep him hungry , And bid him go , when he would game , Unto his customers . God giue him shame ! ¶ Be even with him at yea and nay , And by ...
... Cast not yourself , gossip , away , Because he playeth the churle with thee ; And by your wil keep him hungry , And bid him go , when he would game , Unto his customers . God giue him shame ! ¶ Be even with him at yea and nay , And by ...
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Стр. 146 - A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman are alike.
Стр. 140 - And it came to pass on the seventh day, that they said unto Samson's wife, entice thy husband that he may declare unto us the riddle, lest we burn thee and thy father's house with fire. Have ye called us to take that we have ? Is it not so ? And Samson's wife wept before him, and said, Thou dost but hate me, and lovest me not.
Стр. 141 - So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.
Стр. 148 - The grave; and the barren womb; the earth that is not filled with water ; and the fire that saith not, It is enough.
Стр. 142 - For the lips of a strange woman drop as an honeycomb, and her mouth is smoother than oil: but her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword. Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on hell.
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Стр. 46 - Now have at you all," then said Little John, « " If you be so full of your blows; Fight on all four, and nere give ore, Whether you be friends or foes.
Стр. 308 - Beleevet hee's some unthrift, sayes the poore man, That has lost his money and pawnd his cloathes. " How hapt he hath gat neere a coate to his backe ? This bowling I like not ; it hath him undone. Ise warrant that fellow in those gay cloathes, He hath his coyne and his doublet won. " But when he came before the King, The Nobleman did his curtesie : The poore man followed after him, And gave a nod with his head and a becke with his knee. "If you be Sir King, then said the poore man, As I can hardly...