The English Poets: Chaucer to DonneThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan and Company, 1880 |
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... nature of the case a play lends itself to selection less than any other form of literature . But where a play is only a play in name , like Comus or the Gentle Shepherd , we have not excluded it ; and songs from the dramatists have of ...
... nature of the case a play lends itself to selection less than any other form of literature . But where a play is only a play in name , like Comus or the Gentle Shepherd , we have not excluded it ; and songs from the dramatists have of ...
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... Nature Extract from the Teares of the Muses : Complaint of Thalia ( Comedy ) Sonnets • · 284 287 · 289 290 293 • 296 298 · 300 • 305 313 · 315 · 317 322 • 326 330 • · 331 • 333 Epithalamion SIR PHILIP SIDNEY ( 1554-1586 ) · Sonnets from ...
... Nature Extract from the Teares of the Muses : Complaint of Thalia ( Comedy ) Sonnets • · 284 287 · 289 290 293 • 296 298 · 300 • 305 313 · 315 · 317 322 • 326 330 • · 331 • 333 Epithalamion SIR PHILIP SIDNEY ( 1554-1586 ) · Sonnets from ...
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... nature and conduct of such a collection there is inevitably something which tends to obscure in us the consciousness of what our benefit should be , and to distract us from the pursuit of it . We should therefore steadily set it before ...
... nature and conduct of such a collection there is inevitably something which tends to obscure in us the consciousness of what our benefit should be , and to distract us from the pursuit of it . We should therefore steadily set it before ...
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... natural . It is evident how naturally the study of the history and development of a poetry may incline a man to pause over reputations and works once conspicuous but now obscure , and to quarrel with a careless XX THE ENGLISH POETS .
... natural . It is evident how naturally the study of the history and development of a poetry may incline a man to pause over reputations and works once conspicuous but now obscure , and to quarrel with a careless XX THE ENGLISH POETS .
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... natural ; yet a lively and accomplished critic , M. Charles d'Héricault , the editor of Clément Marot , goes too far when he says that the cloud of glory playing round a classic is a mist as dangerous to the future of a literature as it ...
... natural ; yet a lively and accomplished critic , M. Charles d'Héricault , the editor of Clément Marot , goes too far when he says that the cloud of glory playing round a classic is a mist as dangerous to the future of a literature as it ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Aeneid Astrophel and Stella ballads beauty behold bliss Caelica Chaucer Clerk Saunders dead dear death delight doth Elizabethan England's Helicon English Euphuists eyes Faery Queen fair fayre fear flowers genius Glasgerion gold grace grief gude hand hart hast hath heart heaven herte hire honour king lady light live Lord love's lovers Marlowe Marlowe's mind mony never night nocht nought passion Petrarch plays pleasure poems poet poetical poetry praise Quhat Quhen quhilk quoth rich Robin Robin Hood sall sche Scotch Shakespeare Sidney Sidney's sighs sight sing sleep song sonnet 26 sonnets sorrow Spenser sweet Tamburlaine tears tell thair thay thee ther thine thing thou thought thow Timor Mortis conturbat true unto Venus Venus and Adonis verse virtue weep whan wolde words writings youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 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.
Página 449 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Página xxxix - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Página xxxviii - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Página 347 - 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?
Página 485 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Página 461 - Tu-whit, tu-who - a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl...
Página 456 - tis true, I have gone here and there, And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.
Página xiii - The future of poetry is immense, because in poetry, where it is worthy of its high destinies, our race, as time goes on, will find an ever surer and surer stay. There is not a creed which is not shaken, not an accredited dogma which is not shown to be questionable, not a received tradition which does not threaten to dissolve.
Página 461 - Under the greenwood tree * Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.* JAQ.