Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British Authors, with Specimens of Their Writings, Volume 1Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers W. & R. Chambers, 1876 |
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... thine observance ! ' This maketh Emily have remembrance To do honour to May , and for to rise , Yclothed was she fresh for to devise . Her yellow hair was braided in a tress , Behind her back , a yardé long , I guess ; I And in her ...
... thine observance ! ' This maketh Emily have remembrance To do honour to May , and for to rise , Yclothed was she fresh for to devise . Her yellow hair was braided in a tress , Behind her back , a yardé long , I guess ; I And in her ...
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... thine eyen , And yet now liveth my little child , parfay : 1 Now , lady bright ! to whom all woful crien , Thou glory of womanhood , thou faire May ! Thou haven of refute , bright star of day ! Rue 3 on my child , that of thy gentleness ...
... thine eyen , And yet now liveth my little child , parfay : 1 Now , lady bright ! to whom all woful crien , Thou glory of womanhood , thou faire May ! Thou haven of refute , bright star of day ! Rue 3 on my child , that of thy gentleness ...
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... thine house ne should not ben hid ne kept so close , but that they might ben opened by pity and debonnairety , that is to sayen , to give ' em part that han great need ; ne they goods shoulden not ben so open to be every man's goods ...
... thine house ne should not ben hid ne kept so close , but that they might ben opened by pity and debonnairety , that is to sayen , to give ' em part that han great need ; ne they goods shoulden not ben so open to be every man's goods ...
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... thine excellent prudence In thy bed mortal mightest not bequeathé ! What ailed Death , alas ! why would he slay thee ? Occleve's principal work is a version , with ad- ditions , of a Latin treatise , De Regimine Prin- cipium , written ...
... thine excellent prudence In thy bed mortal mightest not bequeathé ! What ailed Death , alas ! why would he slay thee ? Occleve's principal work is a version , with ad- ditions , of a Latin treatise , De Regimine Prin- cipium , written ...
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... thine own estate , Ne wish for Death , ne fear his might . We add a few lines of Surrey's blank verse , from his translation of the Second Book of the Eneid : It was the time when , granted from the gods 34 FROM 1400 TO 1558 ...
... thine own estate , Ne wish for Death , ne fear his might . We add a few lines of Surrey's blank verse , from his translation of the Second Book of the Eneid : It was the time when , granted from the gods 34 FROM 1400 TO 1558 ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
afterwards appeared beauty Ben Jonson bishop Cædmon Cæsar called character Charles II Chaucer church court death delight divine doth drama Dryden Earl earth England English eyes Faery Queen fair fancy father fear flowers gentle give grace hand happy hast hath heart heaven Henry VIII heroic couplet holy honour Hudibras James Jeremy Taylor JOHN Jonson Julius Cæsar king labour lady language learned light live look Lord Lord Wilmot master mind muse nature never night noble passion play pleasure poem poet poetical poetry poor praise prince published Queen reign religion rich sche Scotland seems Shakspeare shew sing Sir Philip Sidney sleep song soul speak Spenser spirit St Serf style sweet tell thee thine things thou thought tion translation truth unto verse virtue words write wrote youth
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Página 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?
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...