Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Том 1Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers W. & R. Chambers, 1876 |
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... true ; Ne dearer is none in God's hurd , 7 Than a chaste woman with lovely wurd . The death of Edward I .- ' the greatest of the Plantagenets ' - July 7 , 1307 , called forth an elegy , preserved among the Harleian MSS . The follow- ing ...
... true ; Ne dearer is none in God's hurd , 7 Than a chaste woman with lovely wurd . The death of Edward I .- ' the greatest of the Plantagenets ' - July 7 , 1307 , called forth an elegy , preserved among the Harleian MSS . The follow- ing ...
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... true belief , That this life doth assuage ; ' Bids thee lay hand , and feel Them hanging on my chin . The which do write two ages past , The third now coming in . ' Hang up , therefore , the bit Of thy young wanton time ; And thou that ...
... true belief , That this life doth assuage ; ' Bids thee lay hand , and feel Them hanging on my chin . The which do write two ages past , The third now coming in . ' Hang up , therefore , the bit Of thy young wanton time ; And thou that ...
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... true thou art , Blame not my Lute ! Blame but thyself that hast misdone , And well deserved to have blame ; Change thou thy way , so evil begone , And then my Lute shall sound that same ; 1 The participle of the Saxon verb to bolge ...
... true thou art , Blame not my Lute ! Blame but thyself that hast misdone , And well deserved to have blame ; Change thou thy way , so evil begone , And then my Lute shall sound that same ; 1 The participle of the Saxon verb to bolge ...
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... true love or none ? He is most true and steadfast paramour , And love is lost but upon him alone . The Merle said : Why put God so great beauty In ladies , with sic womanly having , But gif he would that they suld lovit be ? To love eke ...
... true love or none ? He is most true and steadfast paramour , And love is lost but upon him alone . The Merle said : Why put God so great beauty In ladies , with sic womanly having , But gif he would that they suld lovit be ? To love eke ...
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... true and continue , Record the Nut - brown Maid : Which from her love , when her to prove He came to make his moan , Would not depart ; for in her heart She loved but him alone . In order to try her affection , the lover said he was ...
... true and continue , Record the Nut - brown Maid : Which from her love , when her to prove He came to make his moan , Would not depart ; for in her heart She loved but him alone . In order to try her affection , the lover said he was ...
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Сторінка 277 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Сторінка 329 - Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that eternal spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Сторінка 382 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Сторінка 150 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Сторінка 276 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Сторінка 95 - 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.
Сторінка 149 - Therefore, the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Сторінка 330 - And yet on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book: who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Сторінка 148 - tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night.
Сторінка 231 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then...