Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language,Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1811 |
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... live always in great horroùr , And say , it goeth by destiny To hang or wed : both hath one hour . And , whether it be , I am well sure , Hanging is better of the twain ; Sooner done , and shorter pain . The minor poets of this reign ...
... live always in great horroùr , And say , it goeth by destiny To hang or wed : both hath one hour . And , whether it be , I am well sure , Hanging is better of the twain ; Sooner done , and shorter pain . The minor poets of this reign ...
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... Brutus sought by dreams , Like bended moon that leans her lusty side . My king , my country I seek , for whom I live : O , mighty Jove , the winds for this me give ! The Courtier's Life . In court to serve decked with SIR THOMAS WYATT . 47.
... Brutus sought by dreams , Like bended moon that leans her lusty side . My king , my country I seek , for whom I live : O , mighty Jove , the winds for this me give ! The Courtier's Life . In court to serve decked with SIR THOMAS WYATT . 47.
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... live thrall under the awe Of lordly looks , wrapped within my cloak , To will and lust learning to set a law : — It is not that because I scorn or mock The power of them whom Fortune here hath lent Charge over us , of right to strike ...
... live thrall under the awe Of lordly looks , wrapped within my cloak , To will and lust learning to set a law : — It is not that because I scorn or mock The power of them whom Fortune here hath lent Charge over us , of right to strike ...
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... that can allow the state Of high Cæsar , and damn Cato to die , That with his death did ' scape out of the gate From Cæsar's hands , if Livy doth not lie , And would not live where liberty was lost , So 50 SIR THOMAS WYATT .
... that can allow the state Of high Cæsar , and damn Cato to die , That with his death did ' scape out of the gate From Cæsar's hands , if Livy doth not lie , And would not live where liberty was lost , So 50 SIR THOMAS WYATT .
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... live where liberty was lost , So did his heart the commonwealth apply . I am not he , such eloquence to boast * [ To ] praise Sir Thopas for a noble tale , And scorn the story that the knight told : Praise him for counsel that is drunk ...
... live where liberty was lost , So did his heart the commonwealth apply . I am not he , such eloquence to boast * [ To ] praise Sir Thopas for a noble tale , And scorn the story that the knight told : Praise him for counsel that is drunk ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Astrophel and Stella beauty bird bliss born breast cheer court Cupid dainty dame dear death delight disdain doth E'en earl elegant England's Helicon English eyes fair faith farewell favour fear flowers following specimens Gloss Gorboduc grace green Greensleeves grief Harpalus hath heart heaven Henry VIII honour king kiss lady live look Lord Love's Lover lullaby lute Macedon mind mourning Muse never night nought Oxford pain pity plain pleasant poems poetical poetry poets praise printed pron Queen reign Ritson's scorn shepherd shew sighs sight sing Sir Philip Sidney Sir Thomas Wyatt Sith smile SONG SONNET soul summer queen sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou thought three ravens translated tree unto verse Vide Warton wight wind Wood words worth marriage wouldest not love youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 218 - 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 338 - And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 343 - 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, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 349 - Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Página 348 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Página 332 - Tell them that brave it most, They beg for more by spending, Who, in their greatest cost, Seek nothing but commending: And if they make reply Then give them all the lie.
Página 219 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
Página 241 - At cards for kisses, Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows...
Página 340 - Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Página 349 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune 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. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets — Come hither, come hither, come hither!