The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction, Volumen1Macmillan, 1895 |
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... 7. Churton Collins 184 186 • 187 · 187 188 Prof. Nichol 192 196 The Testament and Complaynt of the Papingo · · 198 Ane Satire of the Threi Estaitis , " " " 199 Extrac s from The Monarchie PAGE The Hope of Immortality CONTENTS .
... 7. Churton Collins 184 186 • 187 · 187 188 Prof. Nichol 192 196 The Testament and Complaynt of the Papingo · · 198 Ane Satire of the Threi Estaitis , " " " 199 Extrac s from The Monarchie PAGE The Hope of Immortality CONTENTS .
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... Hope of Immortality BALLADS Historical Ballads : Sir Patrick Spens Edom O'Gordon Romantic Ballads : Glasgerion . The Douglas Tragedy The Twa Corbies Waly Waly Supernatural Ballads : Clerk Saunders The Wife of Usher's Well A Lyke - Wake ...
... Hope of Immortality BALLADS Historical Ballads : Sir Patrick Spens Edom O'Gordon Romantic Ballads : Glasgerion . The Douglas Tragedy The Twa Corbies Waly Waly Supernatural Ballads : Clerk Saunders The Wife of Usher's Well A Lyke - Wake ...
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... hope of bringing out , at any rate , some significance in them , and of establishing an important principle more firmly by their means , I will , in the space which remains to me , follow rapidly from the commencement the course of our ...
... hope of bringing out , at any rate , some significance in them , and of establishing an important principle more firmly by their means , I will , in the space which remains to me , follow rapidly from the commencement the course of our ...
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... hope yet those few here will so discover and confirm , that , the date being out of her darkness in this morning of our poet , he shall now gird his temples with the sun , ' - we pronounce that such a prose is intolerable . When we find ...
... hope yet those few here will so discover and confirm , that , the date being out of her darkness in this morning of our poet , he shall now gird his temples with the sun , ' - we pronounce that such a prose is intolerable . When we find ...
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... . ' And thus he drof a day yit forth or tweye , As ye han herd ; swich lyf right gan he lede , As he that stood bitwixen hope and drede . 1 again cast down . For which hym liked in his songës shewe Thencheson of CHAUCER . 29.
... . ' And thus he drof a day yit forth or tweye , As ye han herd ; swich lyf right gan he lede , As he that stood bitwixen hope and drede . 1 again cast down . For which hym liked in his songës shewe Thencheson of CHAUCER . 29.
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Página 459 - 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 456 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Página 450 - ... key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet. So is the time that keeps you as my chest, Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide, To make some special instant special blest, By new unfolding his imprison'd pride.
Página 457 - If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Página 416 - With coral clasps and amber studs; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Página 459 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go. And be you blithe and bonny ; ' Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Página 292 - Crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead as living ever him ador'd: Upon his shield the like was also scor'd...
Página 228 - There lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them o'er the sea. They hadna been a week from her, A week but barely ane, When word came to the carline wife That her three sons were gane.
Página 450 - As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses : But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so ; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made : And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall fade, my verse distils your truth.
Página 490 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age 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.