Chaucer to DonneThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1920 |
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Pagina xiv
... Sweet Lullaby ( Anon . ) From England's Helicon : • A Palinode ( Edmund Bolton ) Phillida and Corydon ( Nicolas Breton ) • 489 · 489 • 490 • 492 · 494 The Editor 495 · · 498 498 · 500 • · 501 · 502 To Colin Clout ( Shepherd Tonie ) ...
... Sweet Lullaby ( Anon . ) From England's Helicon : • A Palinode ( Edmund Bolton ) Phillida and Corydon ( Nicolas Breton ) • 489 · 489 • 490 • 492 · 494 The Editor 495 · · 498 498 · 500 • · 501 · 502 To Colin Clout ( Shepherd Tonie ) ...
Pagina 31
... , the sothë for to telle , That sche tok fully purpos for to dwelle " . host . 2 sweet . from time to time . ' to arise to remain with her father , instead of returning to Troy . The morwe com , and gostly.for to speke . This CHAUCER . 31.
... , the sothë for to telle , That sche tok fully purpos for to dwelle " . host . 2 sweet . from time to time . ' to arise to remain with her father , instead of returning to Troy . The morwe com , and gostly.for to speke . This CHAUCER . 31.
Pagina 87
... Herd in here life ; for sothe the armony And sweet accord was in so good musike , That the voice [ s ] to angels most were3 like . 1 saw . 2 sot , fool . • Old ed waş . And at the last , out of a grove faste POEMS ATTRIBUTED TO CHAUCER .
... Herd in here life ; for sothe the armony And sweet accord was in so good musike , That the voice [ s ] to angels most were3 like . 1 saw . 2 sot , fool . • Old ed waş . And at the last , out of a grove faste POEMS ATTRIBUTED TO CHAUCER .
Pagina 159
... sweet Virgilian measures , were soon blighted and silenced by the wind and hail of Scotland , by clerical austerity , and the storms of war that in those days beat round even episcopal palaces . Among all the poets beheld by Douglas in ...
... sweet Virgilian measures , were soon blighted and silenced by the wind and hail of Scotland , by clerical austerity , and the storms of war that in those days beat round even episcopal palaces . Among all the poets beheld by Douglas in ...
Pagina 161
... sweet Dido , ' and that keen sense of the human life of Greek , Trojan , and Latin , which enabled him in turn to make them live in Scottish rhyme . If he talks of ' the nuns of Bacchus , ' and if his Sibyl admonishes Aeneas to ' tell ...
... sweet Dido , ' and that keen sense of the human life of Greek , Trojan , and Latin , which enabled him in turn to make them live in Scottish rhyme . If he talks of ' the nuns of Bacchus , ' and if his Sibyl admonishes Aeneas to ' tell ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Aeneid Astrophel and Stella ballads beauty behold bliss Caelica Canterbury Tales Chaucer Clerk Saunders dead dear death delight doth earth Elizabethan England's Helicon English English poetry eyes Faery Queen fair fear flowers genius Glasgerion grace grene gret hand hast hath heart heaven herte hire honour king lady light live Lord lovers mind never night nocht nought passion Petrarch play pleasure poems poet poetical poetry praise Queen quoth rich Robin Hood sall satire sche Scotch seyde Shakespeare Sidney Sidney's sighs sight sing sleep song Sonnet 46 sonnets sorrow soul Spenser sweet swich Tamburlaine tell thair thee ther thine thing thou thought thow Timor Mortis conturbat Troylus true truth tyme unto Venus Venus and Adonis verse virtue weep whan wight wolde words write
Populaire passages
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 xliii - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Pagina 489 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Pagina 454 - So am I as the rich, whose 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.
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 494 - 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 ! ELIZABETHAN MISCELLANIES.
Pagina 294 - 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...
Pagina 477 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
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 xvii - The future of poetry is immense, because in poetry, where it is worthy of its high destinies, our race, as time goes on, will find an ever surer and surer stay. There is not a creed which is not shaken, not an accredited dogma which is not shown to be questionable, not a received tradition which does not threaten to dissolve.