Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Том 1George Gilfillan James Nichol., 1860 |
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... hast something to sing . ' shall I sing ? ' rejoined Caedmon . Sing the Creation , ' and thereupon he began to pour out verses , which , when he awoke , he remembered , repeated , and to which he added others as good . The first lines ...
... hast something to sing . ' shall I sing ? ' rejoined Caedmon . Sing the Creation , ' and thereupon he began to pour out verses , which , when he awoke , he remembered , repeated , and to which he added others as good . The first lines ...
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... hast gone Such ne thou sawest never none : Favel of Cyprus , ne Lyard of Prys , 1 Be not at need as he is ; And if thou wilt , this same day , He shall be brought thee to assay . ' Richard answered , ' Thou sayest well Such a horse , by ...
... hast gone Such ne thou sawest never none : Favel of Cyprus , ne Lyard of Prys , 1 Be not at need as he is ; And if thou wilt , this same day , He shall be brought thee to assay . ' Richard answered , ' Thou sayest well Such a horse , by ...
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... hast done thy shrift above , So that my court it may record'— the ' shrift ' being of course the ' Confessio Amantis . ' In ' The Canterbury Tales ' there are several indications that Chaucer was indebted to Gower - The Man of Law's ...
... hast done thy shrift above , So that my court it may record'— the ' shrift ' being of course the ' Confessio Amantis . ' In ' The Canterbury Tales ' there are several indications that Chaucer was indebted to Gower - The Man of Law's ...
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... hast reft , But cowardice thee aye from honour dreft.5 Thou hast thy life rougin in wrongous deed ; That shall be seen on thee , or on thy seed . ' The king gart charge they should the bishop tae , 8 But sad9 lords counselled to let him ...
... hast reft , But cowardice thee aye from honour dreft.5 Thou hast thy life rougin in wrongous deed ; That shall be seen on thee , or on thy seed . ' The king gart charge they should the bishop tae , 8 But sad9 lords counselled to let him ...
Стр. 97
... hast spent the ling'ring day In pleasure and delight , Or after toil and weary way , Dost seek to rest at night ; Unto thy pains or pleasures past , Add this one labour yet , 1 Teach : ' for teacheth . G 97 Ere sleep close up thine eyes ...
... hast spent the ling'ring day In pleasure and delight , Or after toil and weary way , Dost seek to rest at night ; Unto thy pains or pleasures past , Add this one labour yet , 1 Teach : ' for teacheth . G 97 Ere sleep close up thine eyes ...
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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...