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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... kind which it is the particular object of this compila- tion to collect and preserve . He was The first of these is JOHN SKELTON . probably born about 1461 , and in 1489 was lau- reated at Oxford ; a circumstance to which he seldom ...
... kind which it is the particular object of this compila- tion to collect and preserve . He was The first of these is JOHN SKELTON . probably born about 1461 , and in 1489 was lau- reated at Oxford ; a circumstance to which he seldom ...
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... kind- - " to colliers , carters , and to cooks , " To Jack and Tom , my rhyme shall be directed . " For this reason he often varies his metre and his style , being sometimes grave and sententious , some- times satirical and humorous ...
... kind- - " to colliers , carters , and to cooks , " To Jack and Tom , my rhyme shall be directed . " For this reason he often varies his metre and his style , being sometimes grave and sententious , some- times satirical and humorous ...
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... kind of light . 4 There shall be gowling , and greiting , 6 But hope of any comforting . In that inestimable pain Eternally they shall remain , Burnand in furious flamys red ; Ever deand , ' but never be dead . That the small minute of ...
... kind of light . 4 There shall be gowling , and greiting , 6 But hope of any comforting . In that inestimable pain Eternally they shall remain , Burnand in furious flamys red ; Ever deand , ' but never be dead . That the small minute of ...
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... kind of merit . The following comparison , in the fourth , is such a singular attempt to explain , by human reason , one of the darkest mysteries of our religion , that I cannot forbear submitting it to the reader . Take ane crowat ...
... kind of merit . The following comparison , in the fourth , is such a singular attempt to explain , by human reason , one of the darkest mysteries of our religion , that I cannot forbear submitting it to the reader . Take ane crowat ...
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... kind of life to hold , In prison joys fetter'd with chains of gold . A Renouncing of Love . FAREWELL , Love , and all thy laws for ever , Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more ! Senec and Plato call me from thy lore , To parfit ...
... kind of life to hold , In prison joys fetter'd with chains of gold . A Renouncing of Love . FAREWELL , Love , and all thy laws for ever , Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more ! Senec and Plato call me from thy lore , To parfit ...
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ALPHEUS FELCH Astrophel and Stella beauty bird bliss born breast Chaucer cheer court Cupid dainty dame dear death delight doth earl England's Helicon English eyes fair faith farewell favour fear flowers following specimens glad our lovely Gloss Gorboduc grace green Greensleeves grief Harpalus hath heart heaven HENRY PEACHAM Henry VIII honour king kiss lady live Lord Love's lovely summer queen Lover lullaby lute Macedon mind mourning Muse never night nought pain plain poems poetical poetry poets praise prep printed pron Puttenham reign Ritson's scorn shepherd sighs sight sing Sir Thomas Wyatt Sith song SONNET soul stanzas sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou thought three ravens translated tree unto verse Vide Sibbald Warton wight wind wine Wood words worth marriage wouldest not love youth
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Страница 220 - 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.
Страница 352 - Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require.
Страница 336 - Tell arts they have no soundness, But vary by esteeming ; Tell schools they want profoundness, And stand too much on seeming : If arts and schools reply, Give arts and schools the lie. Tell faith it's fled the city; Tell how the country erreth ; Tell manhood shakes off pity ; Tell virtue least preferreth : And if they do reply, Spare not to give the lie. So when thou hast, as I Commanded thee, done blabbing, — Although to give the lie Deserves no less than stabbing, — Stab at thee he that will,...
Страница 342 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Страница 351 - 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.
Страница 364 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise...
Страница 220 - 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.
Страница 383 - Song Go, and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me, where all past years are, Or who cleft the Devil's foot, Teach me to hear mermaids singing, Or to keep off envy's stinging, And find What wind Serves to advance an honest mind.
Страница 243 - At cards for kisses, Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows...
Страница 384 - Things invisible to see, Ride ten thousand days and nights, Till age snow white hairs on thee, Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me All strange wonders that befell thee, And swear No where Lives a woman true, and fair. If thou find'st one, let me know, Such a pilgrimage were sweet; Yet do not, I would not go, Though at next door we might meet, Though she were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two, or three.