The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction, Том 1Macmillan, 1895 |
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... sights and sounds and situations , especially its most varied product , Man . As to his feeling for external nature , indeed , it might be called limited ; it is only to the birds and the flowers , the ' schowres swote ' and the other ...
... sights and sounds and situations , especially its most varied product , Man . As to his feeling for external nature , indeed , it might be called limited ; it is only to the birds and the flowers , the ' schowres swote ' and the other ...
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... sight . ] But though that Grekës hem of Troye in shetten ' , And hire cité beseged al aboute , Hire olde usagës woldë thai noght letten , As for to honoure hire goddës ful devoute , But aldermost in honour , out of doute , They had a ...
... sight . ] But though that Grekës hem of Troye in shetten ' , And hire cité beseged al aboute , Hire olde usagës woldë thai noght letten , As for to honoure hire goddës ful devoute , But aldermost in honour , out of doute , They had a ...
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... sight softeneth al my sorwe , So glad am I , whan that I have presence Of it , to doon it allë reverence , As she that is of allë flourës flour , Fulfilled of al vertue and honour , - little . $ dawneth . And ever ilike ' faire , and ...
... sight softeneth al my sorwe , So glad am I , whan that I have presence Of it , to doon it allë reverence , As she that is of allë flourës flour , Fulfilled of al vertue and honour , - little . $ dawneth . And ever ilike ' faire , and ...
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... vpon the nekkë - boon , That doun he fel atonës as a stoon , And both his yën braste out of his face In sight of euery body in that place . sore peril 2 fetched . A voys was herd in general audience , And seyde CHAUCER . 57.
... vpon the nekkë - boon , That doun he fel atonës as a stoon , And both his yën braste out of his face In sight of euery body in that place . sore peril 2 fetched . A voys was herd in general audience , And seyde CHAUCER . 57.
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... sight , Wolde han made any pensyf hertë light That ever was born , but if to1 gret siknesse Or to gret sorwe held it in distresse ; So ful it was of beaute with plesaunce . And after dynere gonnë they to daunce , And synge also , save ...
... sight , Wolde han made any pensyf hertë light That ever was born , but if to1 gret siknesse Or to gret sorwe held it in distresse ; So ful it was of beaute with plesaunce . And after dynere gonnë they to daunce , And synge also , save ...
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Страница 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.
Страница 456 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Страница 450 - ... key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet. So is the time that keeps you as my chest, Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide, To make some special instant special blest, By new unfolding his imprison'd pride.
Страница 457 - If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Страница 416 - With coral clasps and amber studs; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Страница 459 - 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.
Страница 292 - Crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead as living ever him ador'd: Upon his shield the like was also scor'd...
Страница 228 - There lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them o'er the sea. They hadna been a week from her, A week but barely ane, When word came to the carline wife That her three sons were gane.
Страница 450 - As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses : But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so ; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made : And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall fade, my verse distils your truth.
Страница 490 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age and dust ; Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.