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... in the heap they founde, Thurgh pierced with many a grevous blody wounde, Two yonge knightes lying by and by, Both in one coat of arms wrought richely; Of whiche two, Arcite hight the one, And the other knight was nam^d Palamon.
... in the heap they founde, Thurgh pierced with many a grevous blody wounde, Two yonge knightes lying by and by, Both in one coat of arms wrought richely; Of whiche two, Arcite hight the one, And the other knight was nam^d Palamon.
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And in a tour, in angwishe and in wo, Dwell evermo wher gold may profit none This Arcite and his felawe Palamon. Thus passeth yeer by yeer, and day by day, Til it fel once upon a morn of May That Emelie, far fairer to be seene Than is ...
And in a tour, in angwishe and in wo, Dwell evermo wher gold may profit none This Arcite and his felawe Palamon. Thus passeth yeer by yeer, and day by day, Til it fel once upon a morn of May That Emelie, far fairer to be seene Than is ...
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... That thurgh a wyndow thikke and many a barre Of iren greet and square as eny sparre, He cast his eyen upon Emelya, And therwithal he blinked and cryed, a! As that he stongen were unto the herte. And with that crye Arcite'anon up ...
... That thurgh a wyndow thikke and many a barre Of iren greet and square as eny sparre, He cast his eyen upon Emelya, And therwithal he blinked and cryed, a! As that he stongen were unto the herte. And with that crye Arcite'anon up ...
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And with that sight her beauty hurt him so, That if that Palamon was wounded sore, Arcite is hurt as moche as he, or more. And with a sigh he seyd« piteously: " The fresshe beauty sleeth me suddenly Of her that roameth yonder in the ...
And with that sight her beauty hurt him so, That if that Palamon was wounded sore, Arcite is hurt as moche as he, or more. And with a sigh he seyd« piteously: " The fresshe beauty sleeth me suddenly Of her that roameth yonder in the ...
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Now certes, false Arcite, thou shalt not so. I loved her first, and tolde thee my woe That thou shouldst help me as my brother sworn To further me, as I have told biforn. For which thou art i-bounden as a knight To help* me, ...
Now certes, false Arcite, thou shalt not so. I loved her first, and tolde thee my woe That thou shouldst help me as my brother sworn To further me, as I have told biforn. For which thou art i-bounden as a knight To help* me, ...
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Conteúdo
| 14 | |
The Knightes Tale Geoffrey Chaucer I | 53 |
The Restless State of a Lover Earl of Surrey | 61 |
The Image of Death Lord Vaux | 73 |
Fortune and Virtue Thomas Dehker | 80 |
KOn the Morning of Christs | 88 |
The Chronicle Abraham Cowley | 95 |
Home Joseph Beaumont | 103 |
The Schoolmistress William Shenstone | 138 |
A Song to David | 170 |
Tam o Shanter | 189 |
y Lines on Tintern Abbey | 210 |
The Siege of Corinth | 241 |
Adonais | 279 |
The Sensitive Plant | 292 |
The LotosEaters | 306 |
Protogenes and Apelles Matthew Prior | 109 |
Baucis and Philemon Jonathan Swift | 116 |
A Nocturnal Reverie Countess of Winchilsea | 123 |
London Samuel Johnson | 132 |
The Scholar Gipsy | 332 |
William Watson | 360 |
j ElegyThe SummerHouse | 372 |
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Termos e frases comuns
Adonais anon Arcite arms Athenes beneath blood breast breath brow Cerinthus charm Christabel courser Creon Cuchulain dark dead death deep doth doun dream dwell earth Emelye eternal eyes face fair fear fire flowers gentle goblin green gret grew Grongar Hill hand hast hath heart heaven heere herte honour knew kynge lady Laura light live Lizzie look Lord maid morning mourn never night nought o'er Palamon passion Peirithous pride prisoun Robyn Roland de Vaux rose round ryde seem'd seyde shade shal Shanter sight Sir Leoline sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars sterte stood sweet tears Thebes thee ther Theseus thine things thou thought thro trewe truth Twas unto virtue voice waves ween Whan wild wind wolde wyde youth
Informações bibliográficas
| Título | The Golden Treasury of Longer Poems |
| Editor | Ernest Rhys |
| Editora | Wildside Press LLC, 2009 |
| ISBN | 1434451615, 9781434451613 |
| Num. págs. | 384 páginas |
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