Elegies: Ancient and Modern. With an Introductory Study of the History of Elegiac Poetry from the Earliest Days Down to the Present Time, Volume 1Brandt, 1903 - 308 páginas |
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... Epitaph on Timas , ERINNA , Epitaph on Baucis , ANON . , An Epitaph , KALLISTRATOS , Martial Elegy , • · SOPHOKLES , Elektra Before the Palace Door , SIMONIDES Of Keos , Lament of Danae , PLATO , To Stella , • ANON . , On Those Who Fell ...
... Epitaph on Timas , ERINNA , Epitaph on Baucis , ANON . , An Epitaph , KALLISTRATOS , Martial Elegy , • · SOPHOKLES , Elektra Before the Palace Door , SIMONIDES Of Keos , Lament of Danae , PLATO , To Stella , • ANON . , On Those Who Fell ...
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... Epitaph on Françoise de Foix , PIERRE RONSARD , Epitaph de Marie , On His Lady's Death , · GIROLAMO BENIVIENI , On the Death of Feo Belcari , MICHELANGELO , On His Father's Death , Love's Triumph After Death , GASPARA STAMPA , Epitaph ...
... Epitaph on Françoise de Foix , PIERRE RONSARD , Epitaph de Marie , On His Lady's Death , · GIROLAMO BENIVIENI , On the Death of Feo Belcari , MICHELANGELO , On His Father's Death , Love's Triumph After Death , GASPARA STAMPA , Epitaph ...
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... Epitaph on Elizabeth L. H. , • • Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke , Epitaph on Salathiel Pavy , Epitaph ,. • To the Memory of William Shakspere , · WILLIAM BASSE , Lines to the Memory of Shakspere , HENRY KING , Exequy on His Wife ...
... Epitaph on Elizabeth L. H. , • • Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke , Epitaph on Salathiel Pavy , Epitaph ,. • To the Memory of William Shakspere , · WILLIAM BASSE , Lines to the Memory of Shakspere , HENRY KING , Exequy on His Wife ...
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... Epitaph on the Marchioness of Winchester , RICHARD CRASHAW , Epitaph upon Husband and Wife , ABRAHAM COWLEY , Elegy upon Mr. William Hervey , On the Death of Sir Henry Wotton , Elegy upon the Death of Mrs. Katherine Philips , HENRY ...
... Epitaph on the Marchioness of Winchester , RICHARD CRASHAW , Epitaph upon Husband and Wife , ABRAHAM COWLEY , Elegy upon Mr. William Hervey , On the Death of Sir Henry Wotton , Elegy upon the Death of Mrs. Katherine Philips , HENRY ...
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... without his exequies , Or epitaphs , or mournful elegies ? " Of those pets that have been worthily commemor- ated , there were notably the Honorable Mr. Walpole's بر cat ; Robbie Burns ' " gude bay mare , 48 ELEGIES : ANCIENT AND MODERN .
... without his exequies , Or epitaphs , or mournful elegies ? " Of those pets that have been worthily commemor- ated , there were notably the Honorable Mr. Walpole's بر cat ; Robbie Burns ' " gude bay mare , 48 ELEGIES : ANCIENT AND MODERN .
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Adonis Astrophel beauty begin the dirge begin the woodland Ben Jonson bewail Bion carefull verse Daphnis dead dear death delight didst died dolefull doth earth EDMUND SPENSER elegiac elegy English Epitaph eyes faded fair fairest fame farewell fate feeling flower gone grace grave Greek grief gyrlonds happy Harmodius and Aristogeiton hath heart heaven heavie herse Henry herse immortal John Donne JOHN DRYDEN JOHN MILTON Jonson lady lament light lines live Lord Lycidas Lycon lyric Matthew Arnold memory Milton mind mortal mourn never night noble Nymphs o'er Petrarch Philip Bourke Marston poem poet poetic poetry praise Prince rest rose Shakspere shepheards sighs sing sonnet sorrow soul Spenser sweet maids tears tender thee thine THOMAS CAREW thou art thou hast thought Tibullus unto virtue wail weep wife wont woodland song wrote ye Sicilian Muses youth
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