Selections from the Poems of Michael Drayton, Том 30Unwin Brothers, 1883 - Всего страниц: 199 |
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... Spring neere yonder Hill I saw that lovely Flowre . Yet my faire Flowre thou didst not meet Nor newes of her did'st bring , And yet my Daffadil [ ' s ] more sweet Than that by yonder Spring . GORBO . I saw a Shepheard that doth keepe ...
... Spring neere yonder Hill I saw that lovely Flowre . Yet my faire Flowre thou didst not meet Nor newes of her did'st bring , And yet my Daffadil [ ' s ] more sweet Than that by yonder Spring . GORBO . I saw a Shepheard that doth keepe ...
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... Spring He proveth his Wing ; The Field is his Bower , And , as the small Bee , About flyeth hee From Flower to Flower . And wantonly roves Abroad in the Groves , And in the Ayre hovers ; Which when it him deweth , His Fethers he meweth ...
... Spring He proveth his Wing ; The Field is his Bower , And , as the small Bee , About flyeth hee From Flower to Flower . And wantonly roves Abroad in the Groves , And in the Ayre hovers ; Which when it him deweth , His Fethers he meweth ...
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... Springs creeping downe By the old Rocks , each with a hoarie Beard , With Mosse and climbing Ivie over - growne ; So done that the Beholders with the Skill Never ynough their longing Eyes could fill . The halfe - nak'd Nymphs , some ...
... Springs creeping downe By the old Rocks , each with a hoarie Beard , With Mosse and climbing Ivie over - growne ; So done that the Beholders with the Skill Never ynough their longing Eyes could fill . The halfe - nak'd Nymphs , some ...
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... Tongue , That in these harsh - tun'd Cadences I sing , Sitting so neere the Muses sacred Spring ; But rather thinke it selfe adorn'd thereby ΙΟ That England reades the prayse of Italy . Though to POEMS OF MICHAEL DRAYTON . 49.
... Tongue , That in these harsh - tun'd Cadences I sing , Sitting so neere the Muses sacred Spring ; But rather thinke it selfe adorn'd thereby ΙΟ That England reades the prayse of Italy . Though to POEMS OF MICHAEL DRAYTON . 49.
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... dust of thy unweldie Trunke I will renue thee Phenix - like againe , And from thy dry decayed Root will bring A new - borne Stem , another Aesons spring . I find no cause nor judge I reason why My 56 POEMS OF MICHAEL DRAYTON .
... dust of thy unweldie Trunke I will renue thee Phenix - like againe , And from thy dry decayed Root will bring A new - borne Stem , another Aesons spring . I find no cause nor judge I reason why My 56 POEMS OF MICHAEL DRAYTON .
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Стр. 192 - Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours.
Стр. 65 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part, — Nay I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Стр. 139 - Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had ; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear ; For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
Стр. 22 - With Spanish yew so strong, Arrows a cloth-yard long, That like to serpents stung, Piercing the weather; None from his fellow starts, But playing manly parts, And like true English hearts, Stuck close together.
Стр. 24 - Crispin's Day Fought was this noble fray, Which fame did not delay To England to carry; O when shall English men With such acts fill a pen? Or England breed again Such a King Harry...
Стр. 23 - Gloster, that duke so good, Next of the royal blood, For famous England stood With his brave brother; Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight. Yet in that furious fight Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made Still as they ran up...
Стр. 70 - T' assail him with his goad : so with his hook in hand, The shepherd him pursues, and to his dog doth...
Стр. 97 - For if he chanced to hurt the king It would be long in healing. His helmet was a beetle's head...
Стр. 17 - OOD folk, for gold or hire, But help me to a Crier ! For my poor Heart is run astray After two Eyes, that passed this way. Oh yes ! O yes ! O yes...
Стр. 65 - ... my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies, When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his eyes — Now, if thou would'st, when all have given him over, From death to life thou might'st him yet recover!