A Book of Elizabethan LyricsFelix Emmanuel Schelling Ginn, 1895 - Всего страниц: 327 |
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Стр. xxxi
... Beaumont and Fletcher , the weird and fanciful sorrow of Webster , the classical symmetry and nicety of Jonson , the rich variety and perfect mastery of Shakespeare : whether in the melodious lament for what is fair and fleeting , in ...
... Beaumont and Fletcher , the weird and fanciful sorrow of Webster , the classical symmetry and nicety of Jonson , the rich variety and perfect mastery of Shakespeare : whether in the melodious lament for what is fair and fleeting , in ...
Стр. xxxiii
... Beaumont , of Fletcher and Webster exhibit much of the Shakespearean manner . The lyrical tact and the classic certainty of Jonson's touch descended to several - not always the worthiest of " the tribe of Ben , " until the perfection of ...
... Beaumont , of Fletcher and Webster exhibit much of the Shakespearean manner . The lyrical tact and the classic certainty of Jonson's touch descended to several - not always the worthiest of " the tribe of Ben , " until the perfection of ...
Стр. xxxv
... Beaumont were dead in 1616 , Raleigh in 1618 , Campion , Daniel , and Davison in the next year ; Donne , Drayton , and Jonson survived until the thirties , but their poetry , especially their lyrical poetry , was earlier ; and the most ...
... Beaumont were dead in 1616 , Raleigh in 1618 , Campion , Daniel , and Davison in the next year ; Donne , Drayton , and Jonson survived until the thirties , but their poetry , especially their lyrical poetry , was earlier ; and the most ...
Стр. li
... Beaumont and Fletcher's Aspatia's Song , p . 148. ) We left the earlier Elizabethan lyrists experimenting and busily engaged in peopling the downs of Middlesex and Surrey with the supposed shepherds and shepherdesses of Piedmont and the ...
... Beaumont and Fletcher's Aspatia's Song , p . 148. ) We left the earlier Elizabethan lyrists experimenting and busily engaged in peopling the downs of Middlesex and Surrey with the supposed shepherds and shepherdesses of Piedmont and the ...
Стр. lxix
... Beaumont , and in Browne and the later poetry of Drayton , still continued dominant in poets such as Davison , Drummond , and the writers of madrigals ; but failed , as the classic influence too failed , to reach Donne . It was here ...
... Beaumont , and in Browne and the later poetry of Drayton , still continued dominant in poets such as Davison , Drummond , and the writers of madrigals ; but failed , as the classic influence too failed , to reach Donne . It was here ...
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Стр. 86 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Стр. 164 - Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.
Стр. xix - ... no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound ; I grant I never saw a goddess go ; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground; And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.
Стр. 86 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Стр. 85 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow; And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Стр. 154 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Стр. 237 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
Стр. 122 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Стр. 128 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Стр. 88 - Fie, fie, fie,' now would she cry ; ' Tereu, tereu ! ' by and by ; That to hear her so complain, Scarce I could from tears refrain ; For her griefs, so lively shown, Made me think upon mine own. Ah, thought I, thou mourn'st in vain ! None takes pity on thy pain : Senseless trees they cannot hear thee ; Ruthless...