Choice Specimens of English Literature: Selected from the Chief English Writers, and Arranged ChronologicallySheldon, 1869 - Всего страниц: 477 |
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... Sweet . FROM THE PROLOGUE TO THE CANTERBURY TALES . Whannè that April with his shourès sote 1 The droughte of March hath perced to the rote , And bathed every veine in swiche 3 licour , Of whiche vertùe engendred is the flour ; Whan ...
... Sweet . FROM THE PROLOGUE TO THE CANTERBURY TALES . Whannè that April with his shourès sote 1 The droughte of March hath perced to the rote , And bathed every veine in swiche 3 licour , Of whiche vertùe engendred is the flour ; Whan ...
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... sweet place returns a taste full sour . The large green courts , where we were wont to hove , With eyes upcast unto the maiden's tower , And easy sighs , such as folk draw in love . The stately seats , the ladies bright of hue , The ...
... sweet place returns a taste full sour . The large green courts , where we were wont to hove , With eyes upcast unto the maiden's tower , And easy sighs , such as folk draw in love . The stately seats , the ladies bright of hue , The ...
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... Sweet . 2 Mate . 3 Mingles . 4 Destruction . 25. THOMAS , LORD VAUX . ( Manual , p . 70. ) UPON HIS WHITE HAIRS . These hairs of age are messengers Which bid me fast repent and pray ; They be of death the harbingers , That doth prepare ...
... Sweet . 2 Mate . 3 Mingles . 4 Destruction . 25. THOMAS , LORD VAUX . ( Manual , p . 70. ) UPON HIS WHITE HAIRS . These hairs of age are messengers Which bid me fast repent and pray ; They be of death the harbingers , That doth prepare ...
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... sweet ; Our dinner's sure , our feasting free , Come , and dine by the greenwood tree . Ye shalt sit on his white hause - bane , ' I will pick out his bony blue een ; Ye'll take a tress of his yellow hair , To theak yere nest when it ...
... sweet ; Our dinner's sure , our feasting free , Come , and dine by the greenwood tree . Ye shalt sit on his white hause - bane , ' I will pick out his bony blue een ; Ye'll take a tress of his yellow hair , To theak yere nest when it ...
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... sweet aspect both God and man can move , In her unspotted pleasures to delight . Dark is my day , whiles her fair light I miss , And dead my life , that wants such lively bliss 1 Dove 2 Hover , or stay . 44. SIR PHILIP SYDNEY . 1554 ...
... sweet aspect both God and man can move , In her unspotted pleasures to delight . Dark is my day , whiles her fair light I miss , And dead my life , that wants such lively bliss 1 Dove 2 Hover , or stay . 44. SIR PHILIP SYDNEY . 1554 ...
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Стр. 110 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
Стр. 5 - There was a sound of revelry by night. And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry ; and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men : A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again ; And all went merry as a marriage-bell, But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell.
Стр. 12 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
Стр. 6 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!
Стр. 106 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Стр. 89 - Of law there can be no less acknowledged, than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world ; all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power...
Стр. 116 - Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels trumpet-tongued against The deep damnation of his taking-off; And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim horsed Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Стр. 111 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's...