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الصفحة vii
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 are , as translated into English , the following :• 6 6 Now let us ...
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 are , as translated into English , the following :• 6 6 Now let us ...
الصفحة viii
... commanded him to transfer to verse the whole of the Scripture history . ... to himself what he had heard ; or , as one of his old biographers has it , like a clean animal ruminating it , he turned it into most sweet verse .
... commanded him to transfer to verse the whole of the Scripture history . ... to himself what he had heard ; or , as one of his old biographers has it , like a clean animal ruminating it , he turned it into most sweet verse .
الصفحة xv
The Anglo - Saxon , however , held its place long among the lower orders , and specimens of it , both in prose and verse , are found a century after the Conquest . Gradually the Norman tongue began to amalgamate with it , and the result ...
The Anglo - Saxon , however , held its place long among the lower orders , and specimens of it , both in prose and verse , are found a century after the Conquest . Gradually the Norman tongue began to amalgamate with it , and the result ...
الصفحة xvi
... entitled ' Roland ; ' Samson de Nauteuil , the translator of Solomon's Proverbs into French verse ; Geoffrey Gaimar , who wrote a Chronicle of the Saxon kings ; and one David , a minstrel of no little note and power in his day .
... entitled ' Roland ; ' Samson de Nauteuil , the translator of Solomon's Proverbs into French verse ; Geoffrey Gaimar , who wrote a Chronicle of the Saxon kings ; and one David , a minstrel of no little note and power in his day .
الصفحة xvii
Besides Wace , there flourished about the same time Benoit , who wrote a History of the Dukes of Normandy ; and Guernes , a churchman of Pont St Maxence in Picardy , who wrote in verse a Life of St Thomas à Becket .
Besides Wace , there flourished about the same time Benoit , who wrote a History of the Dukes of Normandy ; and Guernes , a churchman of Pont St Maxence in Picardy , who wrote in verse a Life of St Thomas à Becket .
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الصفحة 275 - Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day ; For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale, when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more where those stars 'light That downwards fall in dead of night ; For in your eyes they sit, and there Fixed become, as in their sphere. Ask me no more if east or west The phcenix builds her spicy nest ; For unto...
الصفحة 115 - Townsfolk my strength ; a daintier judge applies His praise to sleight, which from good use doth rise ; Some lucky wits impute it but to chance ; Others, because of both sides I do take My blood from them, who did excel in this, Think Nature me a man of arms did make. How far they shot awry ! the true cause is, STELLA looked on, and from her heavenly face Sent forth the beams which made so fair my race.
الصفحة 259 - Soul of the age! The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
الصفحة 113 - ... comfort; here a shepherd's boy piping, as though he should never be old ; there a young shepherdess knitting, and withal singing, and it seemed that her voice comforted her hands to work and her hands kept time to her voice-music.
الصفحة 277 - 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?
الصفحة 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. Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice stole in and out, As if they fear'd the light : But oh ! she dances such a way — No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
الصفحة 209 - 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 ? One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
الصفحة 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 ? Sure, if that long-with-love-acquainted eyes Can judge of love, thou feel'st a lover's case ; I read it in thy looks ; thy languisht grace To me, that feel the like, thy state descries...
الصفحة 122 - Times go by turns, and chances change by course, From foul to fair, from better hap to worse. The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow, She draws her favours to the lowest ebb; Her tides have equal times to come and go, Her loom doth weave the fine and coarsest web; No joy so great but runneth to an end, No hap so hard but may in fine amend.
الصفحة 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.
معلومات المراجع
| العنوان | First period. Second period. From Spenser to Dryden المجلد 1 من Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets: With an Introductory Essay, George Gilfillan |
| المؤلف | George Gilfillan |
| المساهم | George Gilfillan |
| الناشر | James Nichol, 1860 |
| أصلي من | جامعة أوكسفورد |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 12 تشرين الأول (أكتوبر) 2007 |
| تصدير الاقتباس | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |