Select Poets of Great Britain: To which are Prefixed, Criticial Notices of Each AuthorThomas Davison, 1825 - 562 من الصفحات |
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... gold so fine , With cloth of gold ; and furred with ermine , Were the trappures of hir stedes strong , Both wide and large , that to the ground did hong . And every boss of bridle , and peytrel That they had on , was worth , as I would ...
... gold so fine , With cloth of gold ; and furred with ermine , Were the trappures of hir stedes strong , Both wide and large , that to the ground did hong . And every boss of bridle , and peytrel That they had on , was worth , as I would ...
الصفحة 21
... gold stood he , With four white bolles in the trais . Instede of cote - armure on his harnais , With nayles yelwe , and bright as any gold , He hadde a beres skin , cole - blake for old . His longe here was kempt behind his bak , As any ...
... gold stood he , With four white bolles in the trais . Instede of cote - armure on his harnais , With nayles yelwe , and bright as any gold , He hadde a beres skin , cole - blake for old . His longe here was kempt behind his bak , As any ...
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... Gold - hewen helmes , hauberkes , cote - armures ; Lordes in parementes on hir courseres , Knightes of retenue , and eke squieres , Nailing the speres , and helmes bokeling , Gniding of sheldes , with lainers lacing ; Ther as nede is ...
... Gold - hewen helmes , hauberkes , cote - armures ; Lordes in parementes on hir courseres , Knightes of retenue , and eke squieres , Nailing the speres , and helmes bokeling , Gniding of sheldes , with lainers lacing ; Ther as nede is ...
الصفحة 27
... to my faders folk , and myn allies ; Thus sayst thou , olde barel ful of lies . " And yet also of our prentis Jankin , For his crispe here , shining as gold so fin , And for he squiereth me both up and doun , CHAUCER . 27.
... to my faders folk , and myn allies ; Thus sayst thou , olde barel ful of lies . " And yet also of our prentis Jankin , For his crispe here , shining as gold so fin , And for he squiereth me both up and doun , CHAUCER . 27.
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... gold , ne clothes riche . " After thy text , ne after thy rubriche , I wol not work as mochel as a gnat . " Thou sayst also , I walke out like a cat ; For who so wolde senge the cattes skin , Than wol the cat wel dwellen in hire in ...
... gold , ne clothes riche . " After thy text , ne after thy rubriche , I wol not work as mochel as a gnat . " Thou sayst also , I walke out like a cat ; For who so wolde senge the cattes skin , Than wol the cat wel dwellen in hire in ...
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الصفحة 134 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
الصفحة 95 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
الصفحة 214 - Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee!
الصفحة 79 - This my full rest shall be; England ne'er mourn for me, Nor more esteem me. Victor I will remain, Or on this earth lie slain; Never shall she sustain Loss to redeem me.
الصفحة 476 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
الصفحة 455 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
الصفحة 97 - Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like, sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
الصفحة 151 - Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds and other seas, Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
الصفحة 214 - And, amazed, he stares around. Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise : See the snakes that they rear, How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes Behold a ghastly band, Each a torch in his hand...
الصفحة 111 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.