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As in a mansion like their proper home Even forms and substances are circumfused Aid through the turnings intricate of verse Present themselves as objects recognised, In flashes, and with glory not their own. We have only included then ...
As in a mansion like their proper home Even forms and substances are circumfused Aid through the turnings intricate of verse Present themselves as objects recognised, In flashes, and with glory not their own. We have only included then ...
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I have, God wot, through a large feeld to fare, And weake be the oxen in my plough, The remnaunt of the tale is long inough j I wol not stop a man of al this rowte. . Lat every felawe telle his tale aboute, And lat see now who shal the ...
I have, God wot, through a large feeld to fare, And weake be the oxen in my plough, The remnaunt of the tale is long inough j I wol not stop a man of al this rowte. . Lat every felawe telle his tale aboute, And lat see now who shal the ...
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And this duk when he hadde thus i-doon, He took his host, and hom he rode anon With laurel crowned as a conqueroiir; And there he lyveth in joye and in honour Al through his lyf; what wille ye wordes mo? And in a tour, in angwishe and ...
And this duk when he hadde thus i-doon, He took his host, and hom he rode anon With laurel crowned as a conqueroiir; And there he lyveth in joye and in honour Al through his lyf; what wille ye wordes mo? And in a tour, in angwishe and ...
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But I muste be in prisoun through Saturne, And eek through Juno, jealous and eke wood, That hath destroyed wel nigh al the blood Of Thebes, with his waste walks wyde. And Venus sleeth me on that other syde For jelousye, and fere of him ...
But I muste be in prisoun through Saturne, And eek through Juno, jealous and eke wood, That hath destroyed wel nigh al the blood Of Thebes, with his waste walks wyde. And Venus sleeth me on that other syde For jelousye, and fere of him ...
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The northern light in at the dore shone, For wyndow on the walle was ther none, Through which men might the light of day disceme. The dores wer alle adamant eterne, Y-clenched overthwart and endelong With iron tough; and, for to make it ...
The northern light in at the dore shone, For wyndow on the walle was ther none, Through which men might the light of day disceme. The dores wer alle adamant eterne, Y-clenched overthwart and endelong With iron tough; and, for to make it ...
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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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