Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Том 1George Gilfillan James Nichol., 1860 |
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... hands manacled ; Of these hell - doors are The ways obstructed , So that with aught I cannot From these limb - bonds escape . About me lie Huge gratings Of hard iron , Forged with heat , With which me God Hath fastened by the neck ...
... hands manacled ; Of these hell - doors are The ways obstructed , So that with aught I cannot From these limb - bonds escape . About me lie Huge gratings Of hard iron , Forged with heat , With which me God Hath fastened by the neck ...
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... hands - a sense of guilt which will not confess , a fear that will not quake , a sorrow that will not weep , a respect for God which will not worship ; and yet , springing out of all these elements , a strange , proud joy , as though ...
... hands - a sense of guilt which will not confess , a fear that will not quake , a sorrow that will not weep , a respect for God which will not worship ; and yet , springing out of all these elements , a strange , proud joy , as though ...
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... hand found to do to lower pride , and to prompt to labour ? If Saladin had had for his companion some such faithful hound of sorrow , it would have saved him the ostentatious flag stretched over his head , in the hour of wassail , with ...
... hand found to do to lower pride , and to prompt to labour ? If Saladin had had for his companion some such faithful hound of sorrow , it would have saved him the ostentatious flag stretched over his head , in the hour of wassail , with ...
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... hand , we received from the Normans the first germs of romantic poetry ; and our language was ultimately indebted to them for a wealth and compass of expression which it probably would not have otherwise possessed . ' The Anglo - Saxon ...
... hand , we received from the Normans the first germs of romantic poetry ; and our language was ultimately indebted to them for a wealth and compass of expression which it probably would not have otherwise possessed . ' The Anglo - Saxon ...
Стр. xxvi
... hand , And her attire was well - farand.2 Before the king on knee set , And in her language she him gret . ' Lauerid3 king , Wassail , ' said she . The king asked , what should be . In that language the king ne couth.4 A knight the ...
... hand , And her attire was well - farand.2 Before the king on knee set , And in her language she him gret . ' Lauerid3 king , Wassail , ' said she . The king asked , what should be . In that language the king ne couth.4 A knight the ...
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Стр. 276 - WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Стр. 259 - And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines! Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit, As, since, she will vouchsafe no other wit. The merry Greek, tart Aristophanes, Neat Terence, witty Plautus, now not please, But antiquated and deserted lie As they were not of Nature's family.
Стр. 208 - Rest of their bones, and souls' delivery. Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell; And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?
Стр. 114 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies ; How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries...
Стр. 276 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Стр. 254 - ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse: Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother: Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair, and learned, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Стр. 278 - Her finger was so small, the ring Would not stay on which they did bring, It was too wide a peck : And to say truth, for out it must, ' It look'd like the great collar, just, About our young colt's neck.
Стр. 210 - I love you, and would be loved fain, But am betrothed unto your enemy: Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again, Take me to you, imprison me, for I Except you enthrall me, never shall be free, Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
Стр. 112 - There were hills, which garnished their proud heights with stately trees ; humble valleys, whose base estate seemed comforted with the refreshing of silver rivers: .meadows, enamelled with all sorts of eye-pleasing' .flowers ; thickets, which being lined with most pleasant shade were witnessed so...
Стр. 114 - Because I oft in dark abstracted guise Seem most alone in greatest company, With dearth of words, or answers quite awry, To them that would make speech of speech arise, They deem, and of their doom the rumour flies, That poison foul of bubbling Pride doth lie So in my swelling breast, that only I Fawn on myself, and others do despise ; Yet Pride, I think, doth not my soul possess, Which looks too oft in his unflattering glass ; But one worst fault— Ambition — I confess, That makes me oft my best...