The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction, المجلد 1Macmillan, 1895 |
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الصفحة xxii
... eyes , and not with eyes blinded with superstition ; we must perceive when his work comes short , when it drops out of the class of the very best , and we must rate it , in such cases , at its proper value . But the use of this negative ...
... eyes , and not with eyes blinded with superstition ; we must perceive when his work comes short , when it drops out of the class of the very best , and we must rate it , in such cases , at its proper value . But the use of this negative ...
الصفحة xxvii
... eyes , and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ... ' and take , as well , Hamlet's dying request to Horatio : - • If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart , Absent thee from felicity awhile , And in this harsh world ...
... eyes , and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ... ' and take , as well , Hamlet's dying request to Horatio : - • If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart , Absent thee from felicity awhile , And in this harsh world ...
الصفحة xxxvii
... eyes can sound her , I hope yet those few here will so discover and confirm , that , the date being out of her darkness in this morning of our poet , he shall now gird his temples with the sun , ' - we pronounce that such a prose is ...
... eyes can sound her , I hope yet those few here will so discover and confirm , that , the date being out of her darkness in this morning of our poet , he shall now gird his temples with the sun , ' - we pronounce that such a prose is ...
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... eyes , not only to the antiquarian charm of the story- teller and the ' translateur , ' but to the influence and honours of the poet . Chaucer then is for us the first English poet , and as such has all the interest that attaches to a ...
... eyes , not only to the antiquarian charm of the story- teller and the ' translateur , ' but to the influence and honours of the poet . Chaucer then is for us the first English poet , and as such has all the interest that attaches to a ...
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... eyes : And nailed Him with three nails naked on the rood , • · And , with a pole , poison [ they ] put to his lips , · And bade Him drink , His death to let 11 and His days lengthen And said , ' if He soothfast be He will Himself help ...
... eyes : And nailed Him with three nails naked on the rood , • · And , with a pole , poison [ they ] put to his lips , · And bade Him drink , His death to let 11 and His days lengthen And said , ' if He soothfast be He will Himself help ...
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Aeneid Allas anon Astrophel and Stella ballads beauty Boethius Canterbury Tales Chaucer clere Confessio Amantis Criseyde death dede deth Dido doth doun drede English eyes Faery Queen fair fayre flour French gardyn Gower grace grene gret grete hart hast hath heart heaven herte hire honour king lady litel Lord lovers Lydgate Lyoun mede mony myght never newë night nocht nought nyght Parlement of Foules Piers Plowman poem poet poetical poetry prologue Queen Quhat Quhen quhilk quod quoth rhyme royal sall satire saugh sayde schal sche scho seyde seyn shal sing song sonnets sorwe Spenser suld sweet swete swich thair thay thee ther thing thou thought thow thyn Timor Mortis conturbat trewe trouthe Troylus tyme unto Venus verse watir whan wight wolde word write wyde wyth
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الصفحة 459 - 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.
الصفحة 456 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
الصفحة 450 - ... key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet. So is the time that keeps you as my chest, Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide, To make some special instant special blest, By new unfolding his imprison'd pride.
الصفحة 457 - If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
الصفحة 416 - With coral clasps and amber studs; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
الصفحة 459 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go. And be you blithe and bonny ; ' Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
الصفحة 292 - Crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead as living ever him ador'd: Upon his shield the like was also scor'd...
الصفحة 228 - There lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them o'er the sea. They hadna been a week from her, A week but barely ane, When word came to the carline wife That her three sons were gane.
الصفحة 450 - As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses : But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so ; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made : And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall fade, my verse distils your truth.
الصفحة 490 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age 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.