Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, with a Biography of Each Poet, &c, Volume 3H. Washbourne, 1845 |
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... born in 1576 , of an ancient and genteel family , at Lindley , in Leicestershire . In 1593 , he was entered a commoner at Brazennose College , in 1599 elected stu- dent of Christ - Church , and in 1616 made vicar of St. Thomas's ...
... born in 1576 , of an ancient and genteel family , at Lindley , in Leicestershire . In 1593 , he was entered a commoner at Brazennose College , in 1599 elected stu- dent of Christ - Church , and in 1616 made vicar of St. Thomas's ...
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... born : It is a meadow yet unshorn , Which thousand flowers do adorn . It is the heaven's bright reflex , Weak eyes to dazzle and to vex : It is th ' idea of her sex , Envy of whom doth world perplex . It is a face of death that smiles ...
... born : It is a meadow yet unshorn , Which thousand flowers do adorn . It is the heaven's bright reflex , Weak eyes to dazzle and to vex : It is th ' idea of her sex , Envy of whom doth world perplex . It is a face of death that smiles ...
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... born of late ; Praise his name with one consent : O how great ! how excellent ! Urania to the Queen . [ Prefixed to his " Translation of Ovid's Metamorphoses . " ] THE Muses by your favour blest , Fair queen , invite you to their feast ...
... born of late ; Praise his name with one consent : O how great ! how excellent ! Urania to the Queen . [ Prefixed to his " Translation of Ovid's Metamorphoses . " ] THE Muses by your favour blest , Fair queen , invite you to their feast ...
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... born to die . Yet we , who life to others give , Fair Queen , would by your favour live ! Dedication of his " Paraphrase " to King Charles I. THE Muse who from your influence took her birth , First wander'd through the many - peopled ...
... born to die . Yet we , who life to others give , Fair Queen , would by your favour live ! Dedication of his " Paraphrase " to King Charles I. THE Muse who from your influence took her birth , First wander'd through the many - peopled ...
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... born in 1580. Having been early distinguished for his proficiency in classical learning , he was recommended to the Earl of Argyle as a companion in his travels . After some time spent abroad he returned to a rural retirement in ...
... born in 1580. Having been early distinguished for his proficiency in classical learning , he was recommended to the Earl of Argyle as a companion in his travels . After some time spent abroad he returned to a rural retirement in ...
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