Three centuries of English poetry: selections from Chaucer to Herrick, with intr. and notes by R.O. MassonRosaline Orme Masson Macmillan and Company, 1876 - Всего страниц: 391 |
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... gazest much Upon the golden skies : Would I were Heaven ! I would behold Thee then with all mine eyes . " Turberville . " And there that Shepherd of the Ocean is . " Spenser . " For of the soul the body form doth take GENERAL PREFACE . vii.
... gazest much Upon the golden skies : Would I were Heaven ! I would behold Thee then with all mine eyes . " Turberville . " And there that Shepherd of the Ocean is . " Spenser . " For of the soul the body form doth take GENERAL PREFACE . vii.
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... eyes are sapphires set in snow , Refining heaven with every wink . " " Death , that sits Lodge . Upon the fist of Fate past highest air . " Chapman . " The bird that loveth humans best , That hath the bugle eyes and rosy breast , And is ...
... eyes are sapphires set in snow , Refining heaven with every wink . " " Death , that sits Lodge . Upon the fist of Fate past highest air . " Chapman . " The bird that loveth humans best , That hath the bugle eyes and rosy breast , And is ...
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... eyes , with visions and their mean- ings , and what a discipline in that wondrous Elizabethan ideality or Spenserianism ! For the present age , or for many in it , what one would recommend , as the best corrective of prosaic and too low ...
... eyes , with visions and their mean- ings , and what a discipline in that wondrous Elizabethan ideality or Spenserianism ! For the present age , or for many in it , what one would recommend , as the best corrective of prosaic and too low ...
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Rosaline Orme Masson. And therewithal he must his leavè take ; And cast his eye upon her pitously , And near he rode , his causè1 for to make , To take her by the hand all soberly ; And , Lord , so gan she weepen2 tenderly ! And he full ...
Rosaline Orme Masson. And therewithal he must his leavè take ; And cast his eye upon her pitously , And near he rode , his causè1 for to make , To take her by the hand all soberly ; And , Lord , so gan she weepen2 tenderly ! And he full ...
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... eye , With changed face and pitous to behold ; And , when he might his time aright aspie , Aye as he rode to Pandarus he told His newè sorrow , and eke his joyès old , So pitously and with so dead an hue That every wight might on his ...
... eye , With changed face and pitous to behold ; And , when he might his time aright aspie , Aye as he rode to Pandarus he told His newè sorrow , and eke his joyès old , So pitously and with so dead an hue That every wight might on his ...
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Стр. 331 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Стр. 387 - Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles to-day, Tomorrow will be dying.
Стр. 356 - Yet must I not give Nature all; thy Art My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Стр. 271 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Стр. 329 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Стр. 327 - Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune...
Стр. 274 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Стр. 333 - Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Стр. 324 - Time's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light, To stamp the seal of time in aged things, To wake the morn, and sentinel the night, To wrong the wronger till he render right ; To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours, And smear with dust their glittering golden towers : 1 To fill with worm-holes stately monuments, To feed oblivion with decay of things, To blot old books, and alter their contents, To pluck the quills from ancient ravens...
Стр. 360 - Weep with me, all you that read This little story : And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As heaven and nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.