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And al alone, save only one squyer, That knew his counsel well and al his case, Which was disgys&d poorely as he was, To Athenes is he gone the next* way. And to the court he went upon a day, And at the gate he profred his servyse, ...
And al alone, save only one squyer, That knew his counsel well and al his case, Which was disgys&d poorely as he was, To Athenes is he gone the next* way. And to the court he went upon a day, And at the gate he profred his servyse, ...
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... And in a pathe he romed up and doun, Whereas by aventure this Palamoun Was in a bushe, that no man might him see* Ful sore afered of his deth was he, And nothing knew he that it was Arcite: God wot he wolde have trowed it ful lite.
... And in a pathe he romed up and doun, Whereas by aventure this Palamoun Was in a bushe, that no man might him see* Ful sore afered of his deth was he, And nothing knew he that it was Arcite: God wot he wolde have trowed it ful lite.
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... But out of prisoun am y-stert by grace, I drede not that either thou shalt dye, Or that thou never shalt love Emelye. Choose which thou wilt, for thou shalt not departe," This Arcita, with ful despiteous herte, Whan he him knew, ...
... But out of prisoun am y-stert by grace, I drede not that either thou shalt dye, Or that thou never shalt love Emelye. Choose which thou wilt, for thou shalt not departe," This Arcita, with ful despiteous herte, Whan he him knew, ...
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... Here cometh my mortel enemy, Without? f aile, he must be deed or I ; For eyther I must slay him at the gappe, Or he must slee me, if it me myshappe: " Se ferden they, in changyng of their hew, As fer as eyther of them other knew.
... Here cometh my mortel enemy, Without? f aile, he must be deed or I ; For eyther I must slay him at the gappe, Or he must slee me, if it me myshappe: " Se ferden they, in changyng of their hew, As fer as eyther of them other knew.
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Ther saw I Atheon an hert i-maked, For vengeance that he saw Dyane al naked; I saw how that his houndes have him caught And eten him, for that they knew him naught. Yit peynted was a litel forthermore. How Atthalaunce huntyd the wilde ...
Ther saw I Atheon an hert i-maked, For vengeance that he saw Dyane al naked; I saw how that his houndes have him caught And eten him, for that they knew him naught. Yit peynted was a litel forthermore. How Atthalaunce huntyd the wilde ...
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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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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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