English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1844 |
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... unto a poure1 ordre for to give Is signè that a man is well yshrive.5 For if he gave , he dorstè make avànt , He wistè that a man was repentànt . For many a man so hard is of his herte , He may not wepe although him sorè smerte ...
... unto a poure1 ordre for to give Is signè that a man is well yshrive.5 For if he gave , he dorstè make avànt , He wistè that a man was repentànt . For many a man so hard is of his herte , He may not wepe although him sorè smerte ...
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... unto swiche a worthy man as he Accordeth nought , as by his facultè , To haven2 with sike lazars acquaintance , It is not honest , it may not avànce , As for to delen with no swiche pouràille , 3 But all with riche , and sellers of ...
... unto swiche a worthy man as he Accordeth nought , as by his facultè , To haven2 with sike lazars acquaintance , It is not honest , it may not avànce , As for to delen with no swiche pouràille , 3 But all with riche , and sellers of ...
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English poetry William John Conybeare. A Clerk there was of Oxenforde alsò , That unto logike haddè long ygo . As lenè was his hors as is a rake , And he was not right fat , I undertake ; But loked holwe , and thereto soberly . Ful ...
English poetry William John Conybeare. A Clerk there was of Oxenforde alsò , That unto logike haddè long ygo . As lenè was his hors as is a rake , And he was not right fat , I undertake ; But loked holwe , and thereto soberly . Ful ...
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... unto London , unto Seinte Poules , To seeken him a chanterie for soules , Or with a brotherhede to be withold : But dwelt at home , and keptè wel his fold , So that the wolfe ne made it not miscarie . He was a shepherd , and no ...
... unto London , unto Seinte Poules , To seeken him a chanterie for soules , Or with a brotherhede to be withold : But dwelt at home , and keptè wel his fold , So that the wolfe ne made it not miscarie . He was a shepherd , and no ...
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... or indulgences . 5 Supposed by Stevens to be Runceval Hall , in Oxford . 6 Summoner , an officer of the Ecclesiastical courts . 7 Sang the bass . 8 Yellow . 9 Ounces . 10 Shreds . 11 Brimfull . But of his craft , fro Berwike unto Ware ,
... or indulgences . 5 Supposed by Stevens to be Runceval Hall , in Oxford . 6 Summoner , an officer of the Ecclesiastical courts . 7 Sang the bass . 8 Yellow . 9 Ounces . 10 Shreds . 11 Brimfull . But of his craft , fro Berwike unto Ware ,
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alwaye angel art thou Athens behold believe that Thou bless blood boat falls rapidly Brak breath brest bright Canaan cloud COMUS dark dear death deep delight didst doth dread dreams earth ENGLISH POETRY fain fair faithful falls rapidly Adown fayre fear flower gold green grove hand Hark HARP hath hear heart heaven hell hill hire holy KEBLE knocking Lady Lady Macbeth last embrace light little boat falls LIVERPOOL Lord loud Macb Macbeth MATTHEW'S DAY Methought moche moon moonlight mountain murmur night nought numbers o'er pale PARADISE REGAINED PIEMONT plaste pourè preest rock Rome round Sail Seint serene shade shadows shine shuld sight silent sleep song soul star stood stream sweet swiche Thalaba thee thence ther thine things Thou art thought tower trewely unto vale wake watch waves WESTMINSTER BRIDGE whan Wilt thou go wind wing wolde wyll
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Página 27 - They heard, and were abashed, and up they sprung Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch, On duty sleeping found by whom they dread, Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake. Nor did they not perceive the evil plight In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel; Yet to their General's voice they soon obeyed Innumerable.
Página 25 - Thus Satan talking to his nearest mate With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Página 20 - Who was it that thus cried? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done Look on't again I dare not.
Página 55 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Página 58 - This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
Página 29 - Commander : he, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower : his form had yet not lost All her original brightness ; nor appear'd Less than Arch-Angel ruin'd, and the excess Of glory obscured...
Página 23 - With that grim ferryman, which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud,— What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Página 25 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Página 18 - Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Página 41 - Purification in the old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind: Her face was...