Three centuries of English poetry: selections from Chaucer to Herrick, with intr. and notes by R.O. MassonRosaline Orme Masson Macmillan and Company, 1876 - 391 páginas |
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... kind , is in request , and so a poem , a biography , a book of travels , a history , or even a speculative treatise , has its turn with the novel of highest recent repute . Amid such variety a reader may find plenty of excellent ...
... kind , is in request , and so a poem , a biography , a book of travels , a history , or even a speculative treatise , has its turn with the novel of highest recent repute . Amid such variety a reader may find plenty of excellent ...
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... kind as any modern language can exhibit . It belongs to all who can read , and ought by no means to be abandoned to the scholar only , or the literary antiquarian . After the newspaper , the novel , the last new book of whatever kind ...
... kind as any modern language can exhibit . It belongs to all who can read , and ought by no means to be abandoned to the scholar only , or the literary antiquarian . After the newspaper , the novel , the last new book of whatever kind ...
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... kind of English which took its place , and which is the forefather of our present Court - English , was that of educated English persons in the district of court - life , namely , London and its neighbourhood . Chaucer and Gower were ...
... kind of English which took its place , and which is the forefather of our present Court - English , was that of educated English persons in the district of court - life , namely , London and its neighbourhood . Chaucer and Gower were ...
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... kind , romantic , gay , and curious , which was most serviceable to his genius , and which was only to be met with in the literatures of foreign countries . The work upon which his fame chiefly rests is the Canterbury Tales . They ...
... kind , romantic , gay , and curious , which was most serviceable to his genius , and which was only to be met with in the literatures of foreign countries . The work upon which his fame chiefly rests is the Canterbury Tales . They ...
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... Kind , Deviseth Nature in array and face , In such array men mightè her there find . This noble emperessè full of grace Bade every fowl to take his owen place , As they were wont alway from year to year , Saint Valentinès day , to ...
... Kind , Deviseth Nature in array and face , In such array men mightè her there find . This noble emperessè full of grace Bade every fowl to take his owen place , As they were wont alway from year to year , Saint Valentinès day , to ...
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Three centuries of English poetry: selections from Chaucer to Herrick, with ... Rosaline Orme Masson Visualização completa - 1876 |
Three Centuries of English Poetry: Being Selections from Chaucer to Herrick Visualização completa - 1886 |
Three Centuries of English Poetry: Being Selections from Chaucer to Herrick Rosaline Orme Masson Visualização completa - 1876 |
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Æneid anon beast beauty Ben Jonson bird birdès Book Cambridge Canterbury Tales Chaucer cloth College Confessio Amantis Court Crown 8vo dead death delight doth Edition ELEMENTARY Elizabethan England England's Helicon English English poetry Extra fcap eyes Faerie Queene fair fcap fear Fellow flowers frae Gavin Douglas Giles Fletcher gold golden grace green hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Henry VIII honour King lady literary literature live London Lord merry micht mind Muses never night noble nocht nought Owens College pain pastoral Phoebus pity poem poet poetry praise Queen quoth reign richt Satires sayn School Scotland Scottish shepherd sing song Sonnets sorrow soul Spenser sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought TREATISE Trouvères unto verse weell Whilk wight wist
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Página 331 - 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.
Página 387 - Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles to-day, Tomorrow will be dying.
Página 356 - Yet must I not give Nature all; thy Art My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Página 271 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Página 329 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Página 327 - Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune...
Página 274 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Página 333 - Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Página 324 - Time's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light, To stamp the seal of time in aged things, To wake the morn, and sentinel the night, To wrong the wronger till he render right ; To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours, And smear with dust their glittering golden towers : 1 To fill with worm-holes stately monuments, To feed oblivion with decay of things, To blot old books, and alter their contents, To pluck the quills from ancient ravens...
Página 360 - Weep with me, all you that read This little story : And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As heaven and nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.