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Pagina 26
... grace , Er nyghtës ten to meten in this place , So that it may youre herte and myn suffise ! And fareth now wel , for tyme is that ye rise . ' [ Troylus wanders about , waiting for Criseyde's return . ] And therwithalle , his meynye for ...
... grace , Er nyghtës ten to meten in this place , So that it may youre herte and myn suffise ! And fareth now wel , for tyme is that ye rise . ' [ Troylus wanders about , waiting for Criseyde's return . ] And therwithalle , his meynye for ...
Pagina 28
... grace . ' 2 Than thought he thus , ' O blisful lord Cupide ! When I the processe have [ al ] in memórie , How thow me hast werreyed on every syde , Men myght a book make of it lyk a stórie ! What nede is thee to seke on me victórie ...
... grace . ' 2 Than thought he thus , ' O blisful lord Cupide ! When I the processe have [ al ] in memórie , How thow me hast werreyed on every syde , Men myght a book make of it lyk a stórie ! What nede is thee to seke on me victórie ...
Pagina 41
... grace , Wol that I bere thee to a place , Which that hight the Hous of Fame , To do thee som disport and game , holds , deems . 2 quite as . s dazed . In som recompensacioun Of labour and devocioun That thou hast CHAUCER .
... grace , Wol that I bere thee to a place , Which that hight the Hous of Fame , To do thee som disport and game , holds , deems . 2 quite as . s dazed . In som recompensacioun Of labour and devocioun That thou hast CHAUCER .
Pagina 48
... litel space , In hope to stonden in his lady grace . 1 campaigned . soiled . ⚫ military service . 2 disembarkation . 6 coat of mail . high fame . curled . • tunic • active . Embrowded was he , as it were a mede Al 48 THE ENGLISH POETS .
... litel space , In hope to stonden in his lady grace . 1 campaigned . soiled . ⚫ military service . 2 disembarkation . 6 coat of mail . high fame . curled . • tunic • active . Embrowded was he , as it were a mede Al 48 THE ENGLISH POETS .
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... grace , And swich a colour in his face hath had , Men myghtë knowe his face , that was bistad ' , Amongës alle the faces in that route : So stant Custance , and looketh hir aboute . O queenës , lyuinge in prosperitee , Duchesses , and ...
... grace , And swich a colour in his face hath had , Men myghtë knowe his face , that was bistad ' , Amongës alle the faces in that route : So stant Custance , and looketh hir aboute . O queenës , lyuinge in prosperitee , Duchesses , and ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Aeneid Allas anon Astrophel and Stella ballads beauty Canterbury Tales Chaucer Clerk Saunders Confessio Amantis Criseyde death dede deth doth doun drede English eyes Faery Queen fair flour French gardyn Glasgerion Gower grace grene gret grete gude hart hast hath heart heaven herte hire honour king lady litel Lord lover Lydgate Lyoun mede mony myght never newë night nocht nought nyght Parlement of Foules Piers Plowman poem poet poetical poetry Quhat Quhen quhilk quod quoth rhyme royal sall saugh sayde schal sche scho Scotch seyde seyn shal sing song sonnets sorwe Spenser Stella story suld sweet swete swich thair thay thee ther thing thou thought thow thyn Timor Mortis conturbat trouthe Troylus tyme unto Venus verse watir whan wight wolde word write wyth
Populaire passages
Pagina 453 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Pagina 460 - 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...
Pagina 454 - ... blessed 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.
Pagina 418 - With coral clasps and amber studs; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Pagina 452 - When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...
Pagina 450 - When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, ' for store, ie to be preserved for use.
Pagina 451 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Pagina 453 - If thou survive my well-contented day, When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover, And shalt by fortune once more re-survey These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover, Compare them with the bettering of the time, And though they be outstripp'd by every pen, Reserve them for my love, not for their rime, Exceeded by the height of happier men.
Pagina 465 - Tu-whit, tu-who - a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl...
Pagina 533 - Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight, Yet in that furious fight, Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made, Still as they ran up; Suffolk his axe did ply, Beaumont and Willoughby Bare them right doughtily, Ferrers and Fanhope.