English Lyric Poetry, 1500-1700Frederic Ives Carpenter Blackie & son, limited, 1897 - 276 страници |
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... fall under the species Epic or Drama , or any of their allied forms . Vagueness of connotation has attached to the term , also , from the implicit acceptance by some modern writers of the lyric form and mood as the poetic form and mood ...
... fall under the species Epic or Drama , or any of their allied forms . Vagueness of connotation has attached to the term , also , from the implicit acceptance by some modern writers of the lyric form and mood as the poetic form and mood ...
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... falls into three principal classes : the religious lyric , produced under strict Latin and ecclesiastical influence ; the political songs , best exemplified in the poems of Laurence Minot , 2 which are racy and original enough in matter ...
... falls into three principal classes : the religious lyric , produced under strict Latin and ecclesiastical influence ; the political songs , best exemplified in the poems of Laurence Minot , 2 which are racy and original enough in matter ...
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... fall partly within the same period , but their lyric manner , as well as in a less degree also the lyric manner of Shakespeare , Chapman , and Daniel , points rather to the special style of the lyric of the Jacobean period , and is ...
... fall partly within the same period , but their lyric manner , as well as in a less degree also the lyric manner of Shakespeare , Chapman , and Daniel , points rather to the special style of the lyric of the Jacobean period , and is ...
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... fall And she me caught in her armes long and small2 , And therewithal , so sweetly did me kiss , And softly said , ' Dear heart , how like you this ? ' It was no dream ; for I lay broad awaking : But all is turned now through my ...
... fall And she me caught in her armes long and small2 , And therewithal , so sweetly did me kiss , And softly said , ' Dear heart , how like you this ? ' It was no dream ; for I lay broad awaking : But all is turned now through my ...
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... fall away , Leaving behind them nought but grief of mind , And mocking such as think they long will stay . I hate the heaven , because it doth withhold Me from my love , and eke my love from me ; I hate the earth , because it is the ...
... fall away , Leaving behind them nought but grief of mind , And mocking such as think they long will stay . I hate the heaven , because it doth withhold Me from my love , and eke my love from me ; I hate the earth , because it is the ...
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Страница 223 - TELL me not, sweet, I am unkind, — That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field ; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you, too, shall adore ; I could not love thee, dear, so much. Loved I not honour more.
Страница 85 - 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 190 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine ; Or what, though rare, of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower ! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes, as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made hell grant what love did seek...
Страница 149 - How happy is he born and taught, That serveth not another's will! Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Страница 226 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Страница 88 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Страница 89 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow.
Страница 150 - Who God doth late and early pray More of His grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a...
Страница 85 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone ; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Страница 81 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.